CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
The dimly lit room was filled with a tense silence. Amara sat at the kitchen table, staring at the untouched cup of tea in front of her. Rafa stood nearby, his arms crossed and his mind racing. The events at the market had left them both shaken, but neither could afford to let their guard down. "Xander will retaliate," Rafa said, breaking the silence. Amara looked up, her eyes filled with worry. "What more can he take from us? He has already tried to destroy everything." Rafa shook his head, a grim determination in his expression. "He doesn’t just want to hurt us. He wants to break us. We have to end this—tonight." Amara hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Then let’s finish it together." Xander sat in his lavish study, sipping a glass of whiskey as he reviewed the latest reports f
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