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CHAPTER TWELVE

ANYA

PRESENT TIME

“Are you going to keep standing there?” Carlo's piercing gaze lingered on me for a moment before he turned and walked away, leaving me alone outside Vincenzo's door. I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts and steeling myself for what lay beyond that closed door. With a hesitant hand, I raised it and gently knocked.

"Come in," Vincenzo's voice came through the door, devoid of any warmth or friendliness.

Pushing the door open, I stepped into the room, my eyes immediately drawn to Vincenzo's figure behind the desk. He was engrossed in his work, his fingers dancing across the keyboard, commanding attention with each keystroke.

I hesitated for a moment, taking in the surroundings. The room felt imposing, with its sleek and minimalistic design, giving off an air of power and authority that matched Vincenzo's demeanour.

Summoning my courage, I took a few steps closer, making sure

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