The Longest Night
The streets of the city were a maze of shadows and flashing lights as Damian, Serena, and Marcello made their way to the next hideout. Every corner they turned seemed to hold the promise of danger, every step drawing them closer to an enemy they knew would strike at any moment. The quiet hum of the night felt unnatural, as if the world itself was holding its breath. Damian led the way, his eyes scanning the shadows with an intensity that made Serena’s heart race. There was something about the way he moved—precise, calculated—that both reassured and terrified her. He was the storm, and she was caught in the eye of it. No matter how much she wanted to walk away from this war, she knew there was no escape. Not now. Marcello kept his distance, but his gaze never wavered from their surroundin
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