Chapter 22
The sleek black SUV rolled to a stop in front of an imposing warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Sofia took a deep breath, steadying her nerves as she glanced at Luca in the driver's seat. His jaw was set, eyes focused ahead with an intensity that both thrilled and terrified her. "Ready?" Luca asked, his voice low and steady. Sofia nodded, straightening her blazer. "As I'll ever be." They exited the vehicle, flanked by Giulia and two of Luca's most trusted guards. The warehouse loomed before them, its weathered exterior belying the high-stakes meeting about to take place inside. As they approached the entrance, a burly man stepped forward, his hand resting on the gun at his hip. "Weapons," he grunted. Luca's eyes narrowed. "You know the rules, Antonio. We keep our pieces." Antoni
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