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Seven women were offered diamonds, cars, land, and priceless art from Adrian Vale’s mansion, but I chose a cheap wooden frame from a forgotten hallway—and the moment he saw it, Philadelphia’s most feared mafia boss went completely silent. / Chapter 44 / 60

Chapter 44 - The Unbroken Horizon

The grandfather clock finished its midnight chime, leaving behind a profound, absolute silence that settled over Vale House like a benediction.

We stood together by the bedroom balcony, looking out over the sprawling, snow-draped estate under a canopy of brilliant winter stars. The world outside was vast and sleeping, unaware of the quiet sovereigns who watched over its heartbeat from the high hills of Philadelphia.

Adrian wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder as his hands settled securely over my heart.

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