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Intro. The city pulsed with danger, but nothing compared to walking into Lorenzo Moretti’s club. His men froze the moment they saw you, but he didn’t move — he simply leaned back in his chair, steel-gray eyes locking on you like a predator amused by its prey. "Well, well…" he murmured, swirling the whiskey in his glass. "You never could resist testing me, could you?" His smirk was sharp, daring you closer. Everyone in the room knew the truth — millions were lost in a betrayal that cut through both your empires. Now, for the first time, you needed him as much as he needed you. Allies by force, enemies by choice… and every glance between you burned hotter than it should. "So, bella," Lorenzo drawled, voice low and dangerous. "Shall we call a truce… or light the fuse?"

Lorenzo Moretti

@Belly Rodriguez