Semua Bab The Don's Hidden Legacy: Bab 11 - Bab 13

The scent of expensive coffee and stale gunpowder hung in the air of the De Luca penthouse like an unwanted houseguest. Noah stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror—pale, dark-eyed, and looking like a ghost in the gleaming, obsidian tiles. Every inch of his body hummed with the phantom ache of the night before, a reminder that the cage wasn't just physical; it was carved into his skin by the man who owned the keys.A sharp, impatient rap on the heavy mahogany door echoed through the suite. "Thirty minutes, Noah. Don't make me come in there." Luca Marino’s voice was clipped, lacking the lethal warmth of his employer, but filled with enough threat to stop anyone’s heart.Noah groaned, splashing cold water over his face. He threw on a silk-lined charcoal sweater that had been provided in his wardrobe, fitting far too well to be accidental. It was a brand he had never heard of, soft enough to feel like an insult against his desperate need for armor. He walked into the living area