Turned Tables

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Luca's Pov The basement went eerily quiet as the five men hesitated, their hands trembling as they raised their phones to their ears. I watched them closely, my expression neutral but my mind razor-sharp, calculating every reaction. One by one, their faces drained of color as voices on the other end delivered news that left them visibly shaken. Thomas staggered back, his phone slipping from his fingers and clattering to the floor. Samuel’s breathing grew rapid, his lips parting as though to protest but no words came out. “Something wrong?” I asked, my voice calm, almost amused. Thomas was the first to break, his voice cracking. “How… how did you know?” I chuckled softly, the sound echoing in the damp basement. “Know what, Thomas? That your new wife is currently enjoying a very comfor

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