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The night air hit me hard and cold as I sprinted through the dim lit streets of New Athens, my dress shoes slapping against the rain-soaked pavement. Each desperate breath felt like fire in my lungs.
I could still hear the echo of heavy footsteps, Elias's men, moving with the ruthless precision of those who work for a crime lord rather than just a club owner. My heart raced so fiercely that I thought it might break my ribs. Adrenaline surged through me in waves that made my hands shake and my vision blur.
There was no way I got involved with a mafia don! How the hell did my highschool sweetheart become one of those?!
