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Get the APPMarried to the Billionaire Mafia Don
Chapter 9 Cracks in the Glass Castle
ers glowing softly in the fireplace. Wrapped in a plush blanket, Ivy sat curled
rom the shock of what had occurred earlier. Anna, ever loyal and quietly pr
nket still lingered behind her eyelids every time she blinked. And the chilling message on her mirror -
e room, still dressed impeccably in a dark tailored suit, his expression un
's shoulder a gentle squeeze before mak
in your suite," Lorenzo sa
sign of concern beyond his composed mask. "The
arched. Nothing else was found," he informed her. "The entir
. "You make it sound lik
"But I've lived in this house my whole life. When we were
a prank, Lorenzo. You think someone sneaking a venom
it was funny. I'm saying don't jump to conclusions. It
her eyes. "
for household staff to play games when they think they won't
across her face. "You can't be serious. Y
things in perspectiv
blurted. "If you won't take this serious
r so swift and final that it
, both from indig
e be close to you? Why marry me if you had
r Ivy's questions. Yet, she wasn't going
ous you don't want me here. Your mother doesn't, your sist
s jaw tight. "You re
swered withou
efore he answered. "I married you beca
owed. "Th
stepped down five years ago, but people still look to him because he still holds influence in our business circles. He said
mped, but she appr
zo said bluntly. "I mean, seriously, do I look li
er had suspected it. "So, I'm just
simply s
came. The cold finality of it a
asked finally. "What's my role in t
tly. "You have everything: wealth, a mansion, staff at your bec
red. "I want... something real. Time w
"I run multiple restaurants, vineyards, staff to manage... I do
leaving her stunned in the empty den, t
e house was quiet again, so eerily still she co
her presence gentle an
d without lifting her head. "Please
ded. "Of
room had been cleaned from top to bottom. The bed was made anew with cri
e the snake had once lain,
her hand brushing against the place where the snake had coiled. She shut her eye
of red writing on walls, of hands dragging her down into a sea of silk sheets and brok
ick with sweat. The room was still. Anna
shifted to the gilded walls, the crystal light fixtures, the lush déco
had nothing. A bird in a gol
lanket. She couldn't stay here an
e since Ivy entered this mansion, she
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