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The door was slightly open.
He did not go in.
He only looked.
From where Elena stood, she could see the girls inside, sitting on the bed, holding hands, staring at nothing.
And she saw Dominic’s face.
Just for one second.
The most powerful mafia boss in New York looked shattered.
His cold eyes flared with pain. His jaw trembled. His hand clenched at his side continue reading …
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