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Kidnapped By A Rival Mafia

Chapter 2 The Enemy's Grip

Word Count: 1039    |    Released on: 07/02/2025

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open, revealing the sprawling estate that seemed to stretch endlessly under the inky night sky. To anyone else, i

raight ahead. He could feel the weight of the moment pressing on him with

and thrown her into the van. She was still unconscious, her body limp in his arms. For a moment, Victor

and room. The soft light from the chandelier overhead cast long shadows acr

d always had a plan. But for some reason, having her here-being so close to her,

men, his voice sharp. "Keep the doors

room. Victor was grateful for their obedience, but the tension inside him only gre

ouding. His father's death, the betrayal, the

en

rything from him. The woman whose fa

stir. Her eyelids fluttered, and for a brief moment, his heart skipped. He exhaled sharply,

en they landed on him, there was

ely a whisper, but it still hit him lik

he didn't let her see the w

pped, betraying none of the turmoil inside h

hit. Her pulse quickened, her chest

shaking her head, almost pleading.

hrough gritted teeth. "I'm doing what your fat

there-something soft. Maybe it was fear, or maybe it was something

ice fierce despite her restraints. "My

nd cold and hollow. "He can try.

gh the plan, through all the ways he could make her family pay. The twiste

lf, his fingers running through his h

like a lie as soo

e discomfort gnawing at him. She was too proud, too strong to stay still fo

le, desperate for something to calm the storm inside him

ath won't bring y

her tone-so calm, so certain-cut through him. His grip

r my family," he said through clenc

ike to lose someone you love. And I know that reven

Victor wasn't sure if he could breathe. Her voice had a way of rea

own on the table, the

," he g

with the weight of everyt

with a violent force, sending a jolt of shock through Vic

, but before he could react, the voice that

cto

f voice that could undo everything he'd ever built,

ned, and he turned sh

't be. Bu

tant, that nothing would

r, it'

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