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Aldo hissed, his grip on the bag tightening until his knuckles turned white. \u201cShe\u2019s in pain, Gianna! How can you just\u2013\u201d \u201cShe\u2019s in pain because of him!\u201d Gianna cut in, her voice low but fierce. \u201cHe\u2026 after you left, he\u2013he hurt her. And right now, he\u2019s watching us. If you go up, he\u2019ll take it out on her.\u201d Aldo\u2019s hands shook as he gritted his teeth. \u201cHe hurt her?!\u201d Without thinking, he took a step toward Xavier, before his mind even caught up.<\/p>\n

\u201cStop!\u201d Gianna\u2019s hand shot out, gripping his arm and yanking him back. \u201cYou\u2019ll make a scene!\u201d Aldo wrenched against her hold, eyes blazing, chest heaving. \u201cI don\u2019t care! He\u2013\u201d Across the room, Xavier\u2019s lips curved into a small, sharp smirk, eyes flicking between them. He seemed almost\u2026 amused. Aldo froze for a split second, just long enough to see the smirk. \u201cThat bastard\u2026\u201d he muttered under his breath, muscles still tense, fists twitching.<\/p>\n

Gianna\u2019s grip didn\u2019t loosen, holding him back from doing something he might regret. Aldo\u2019s fists tightened at his sides. Every instinct screamed at him to ignore Gianna, to storm across the ballroom and confront Xavier. His knuckles whitened as he stared at the man who had hurt Sofia, his mind a swirl of rage and helplessness. \u201cWhy should I wait?\u201d<\/p>\n

he growled, voice low but sharp. \u201cShe\u2019s in pain! He\u2026 he can\u2019t just\u2013\u201d \u201cShh!\u201d Gianna pressed a hand to his chest, holding him back. \u201cI know it\u2019s hard, but rushing in now\u2026 it won\u2019t help her. Trust me. Let me handle it. Let me protect her until it\u2019s safe.\u201d Aldo\u2019s chest heaved. Every muscle in his body tensed as his eyes flicked back to Xavier, whose smirk never faltered. That smug, unreadable gaze sent a jolt of frustration through him. \u201cI\u2026 I can\u2019t just stand here!\u201d<\/p>\n

Aldo said, voice cracking slightly, torn between fury and caution. \u201cYou can,\u201d Gianna said firmly, \u201cand you must. If you don\u2019t, you\u2019ll make it worse. And she\u2026 she can\u2019t handle more right now.\u201d Aldo clenched his teeth, swallowing hard, but the fire in his eyes didn\u2019t dim. Xavier\u2019s gaze lingered on him, and that smirk, the arrogance in it made his blood boil even more. 1kitap1.com\/en \u02da\u029a\u2661\u025e\u02da 1kitap1.com\/en A hush fell over the ballroom.<\/p>\n

Conversation faltered mid-sentence as every head turned toward the entrance. Even Xavier\u2019s gaze shifted, sharp and alert, as the figure of Matteo Colombo appeared at the top of the grand staircase. Xavier\u2019s jaw tightened imperceptibly.<\/p>\n

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For those who know what it means to survive in silence. This story may be fiction, but the pain of real people is not. I want to dedicate a moment of remembrance to the people of Palestine, whose strength in the face of unimaginable hardship is a testament to resilience and hope. May their voices be heard, their wounds healed, and their freedom found. -SADY A. 1kitap1.com\/en CHAPTER ONE \u02da\u029a\u2661\u025e\u02da 1kitap1.com\/en IN THE CITY OF WOLVES The city was alive, even in darkness.<\/p>\n

Not alive in the way of laughter spilling from caf\u00e9s or couples strolling under streetlamps, no, New York pulsed like a wounded animal, twitching and snarling in its sleep. Sirens threaded through the cold air, the metallic tang of rain clung to the asphalt, and somewhere in the maze of alleys a man screamed. In the shadows, the streets had their own hierarchy.<\/p>\n

Rats scurried beneath the kings, and the kings ruled without crowns, their power marked instead by the weight of their names. And there was one name that made even the most ruthless men step back. Xavier Colombo. In a city of wolves, he was the one the others feared to challenge. Tonight, the hunt was his. Tyler\u2019s lungs burned as he stumbled through a rain-slick alley, his boots splashing through shallow puddles. The ache in his ribs throbbed with every breath, but he kept going, kept glancing over his shoulder, hoping to see nothing.<\/p>\n

But nothing wasn\u2019t what followed him. Footsteps echoed behind him. Slow. Measured. Not the frantic pounding of a pursuer desperate to catch up, this was worse. This was the sound of someone certain they already had him. Tyler turned into the skeletal remains of an abandoned junkyard, weaving between rusting cars and heaps of twisted metal.<\/p>\n

His hands shook as he gripped the wall for balance. He had nowhere left to run. Then the footsteps stopped. And from the dark, Xavier stepped forward. Black leather jacket, black gloves, black eyes that didn\u2019t glint but absorbed the light, everything about him was deliberate, controlled.<\/p>\n

Behind him came three shadows, his men. Dario and Enzo flanked the alley like wolves closing in. Aldo hung back, his expression unreadable, but his gaze sharp. Tyler\u2019s voice broke as he sank to his knees. \u201cPlease, Mr. Colombo\u2026 they set me up. I swear to God, it wasn\u2019t me.\u201d Xavier didn\u2019t speak. He simply watched, that still terrifying watchfulness of a predator letting its prey exhaust itself before the kill.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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