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Viviana's POV

The place the Colombos chose for our meeting this time was dim, all red shadows and polished black marble, the kind of establishment that pretended to be a club but felt more like a confession booth for criminals.

I hated that my pulse stayed steady as I walked in.

Fear was there, yes, but beneath it was something colder, sharper.

Resolve.

Vincenzo had warned me before I came h