Chapter 35
CHAPTER 35: THE LAST THRESHOLD Silence settled over the study like a living thing after Isabella’s words, heavy enough to make every breath feel deliberate. Luca Moretti stood in the doorway, still and composed, but something had shifted in the room. The mask had cracked, not shattered, not openly, but enough for everyone to feel it. His faint smile was gone, replaced by something colder, sharper, and far more honest. Around them, Alessandro’s men held position, weapons ready, while Valentina quietly secured every file she could reach and Marco watched the exits with the focus of a man who trusted nothing. But none of that truly mattered in that moment. The real battle was standing in the center of the room, carried in silence and eye contact, in the kind of truth that made guns feel alm
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