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... e, and if I hadn’t been suffocating under my own nerves, I might have taken a moment to appreciate the grandeur of it.
Don Diego never did anything by halves, and his home was a reflection of that. The villa was surrounded by sprawling gardens and an iron-gated entrance that made it clear—this was not just a home. This was a fortress of influence, a place built to command respect.
Built by a man who deserved not in the least bit of respect.
This was also the place where M ...
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