Traded at Birth, Wanted by the Underworld

He leaned in close enough that she could smell the sweat on him.
Luca
Sleep light, cunt. I still owe you for that table.
End of Chapter 6
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He leaned in close enough that she could smell the sweat on him.
Sleep light, cunt. I still owe you for that table.
End of Chapter 6
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