Rome, Italy - The Gangster
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡofbjhor7Pi
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBZGBiZhxN5
The drive back to the apartment was filled with a tense silence. Mathis gripped the wheel, his mind swirling with unanswered questions. They were running out of time, running out of options. He glanced at Bree, her eyes fixed on the window, the streetlights casting fleeting shadows across her face.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUA0nXH0XDj
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIfIyG1nDGb
He broke the quiet. "Do you have a dress with you?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyyRmI3yQFe
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡinXd0Bp7DR
Bree turned to him, her brow furrowed. "A dress?" Her voice carried a note of disbelief. "What does that have to do with anything?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTFVpyXRYG0
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGAF4Q7GpJZ
Mathis allowed a small, knowing smile, though tension still flickered in his eyes. "I have a contact here in Rome. From back when I was undercover."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzFo7Pjp3i4
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd39hI0mytm
Her expression shifted to curiosity and suspicion. "Undercover?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZFTCh34K0k
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1XTJTLpK28
"Yeah," he said, the smile fading as he focused on the road. "I had to infiltrate a criminal group operating out of Italy. Made some useful contacts. The people I dealt with have no idea I'm a secret agent. One of them now runs a hotel and restaurant in the city." He paused, letting the memory settle, the weight of old choices pressing down on him. "He might have information we need... if he still remembers me."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWbmgqUJgac
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZiSmFtaPD8
Bree's eyes narrowed, skepticism clear. "So what's the plan? You charm your way in with this old contact, and I play the distraction?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAWILnFOc8c
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5qgfyHJws6
Mathis shrugged, his tone pragmatic. "Something like that. You'll need to blend in, look like you belong there. These people don't trust outsiders, and we need them to talk."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3YDHwGnYbJ
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVEC1TZ8tQW
She sighed, shaking her head. "I've done this before, you know. Played the role. I'm not just here to look pretty."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEwEsAdKxQb
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrmb2wOsh1Z
Mathis glanced at her again, his expression softening, a hint of admiration in his eyes. "I know. But it's not just about the role—it's about survival. And right now, we need every edge we can get."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYs5SpjKIbB
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ937pgEBZgd
Her gaze flicked back to the window, processing his words. "What kind of people are we dealing with?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1obLLenfHL
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXRTDLNxRoT
Mathis hesitated before answering, the gravity of their mission heavy in the air. "The kind who know how to keep secrets. And the kind who'd rather bury you than let you uncover them."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcsyWmeUbcx
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYcwizkYEyw
As he pulled up outside a lavish hotel, he felt a familiar mix of excitement and dread. This wasn't just about the mission; it was about her. He wanted to protect Bree, to let her in, but memories of his wife and child haunted him. The thought of losing someone again sent a chill through him.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1uq0fmpuf4
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNBR8CClwtW
Leaning down, he shot Bree a wry smile. "If I'm not back in fifteen minutes, I'm probably buried under the foundation somewhere. See you soon."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEJspCwwU6d
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEjWb5hiAUB
Bree didn't quite catch the humor but forced a small smile as Mathis disappeared up the steps into the grand hotel. The unease in her chest only deepened.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBSbfbokeaj
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLFAPq7lKXQ
Inside, the polished marble and soft murmur of conversation felt surreal. He strode down the long red carpet, unfazed, heading straight for the reception desk. But as he walked, a pang of guilt twisted in his gut. Could he really let Bree get close, knowing the danger surrounding them?
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE8gqbydISI
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLlXvyg3yYi
"Good afternoon," he said, offering a polite nod. "I'd like to speak with Vinni Tomaso."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKYDHYgDh83
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2sRQxjLJq8
The elegantly dressed receptionist glanced up, her expression a mix of curiosity and skepticism. "Do you have an appointment?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7XvAQgb6GF
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQZ0gqGJ1C6
Mathis flashed a disarming smile. "No, but tell him Mathis Kristensen is here to collect."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3pGugM8qjd
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUc93osZaWJ
As he waited, he thought of Bree. She was strong and capable, but he couldn't shake the fear that he was dragging her into a world of pain. It felt selfish to care for her, to allow himself to feel something again. But then he remembered how she had stood by him during the chaos, her determination shining through.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNo1F7CbFL9
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPkomhZkkHh
The receptionist gestured toward the elevator. "You may head up. Suite 8."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5aEinpBM3V
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8p0R2AjMqE
Mathis gave her a charming smile, his heart heavy as he took the lift to the 8th floor. He quickly found the door, greeted by two security guards in suits. "Sorry, sir, we have to check you."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJDLGZGIiWF
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt8gEAN4w3T
Mathis opened his jacket and let them confiscate his gun. He exchanged a knowing glance with one guard, silently conveying trust. The door opened, revealing an air of luxury. He walked through a large living room adorned with beautiful paintings and elegant furniture, the scent of expensive tobacco lingering in the air.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrmEwSYc2Bt
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡw152K22UM3
As he approached the glass desk, Vinni turned, a short, round man with sparse hair. His unease was clear as he glanced at Mathis's confiscated gun.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMWlmVNUYhv
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIAQxwuJsXc
"Are you here to kill me, Mathis?" Vinni asked, raising the gun with mockery.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡategOEJauh
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfDAQJ8EDij
Mathis remained calm, leaning back in his chair. "No, but you know I'm always ready for the unexpected."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYsSklX0gNg
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQi3sGz0Xr3
Vinni's tension eased slightly, his tone shifting. "Mathis! So nice you're back. All good? Haven't heard from you in years; was sure you were dead."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVueR4kBYbn
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrdIIgGs4c9
Mathis chuckled, though the laugh felt hollow. "No, I'm still around. I'm here to check out a few things—details I can't share, of course. You know how I value professionalism. But something big is going down in the next five days. Heard anything?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2ZRswc5zgP
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5gsrkidVEd
Vinni leaned back, lighting a cigarette. He took a long drag, letting the smoke curl out of his mouth, his eyes calculating. "Mathis, you know it's bad business for me to share information like that."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAt9NNAH0y3
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAmWani7EYR
He stood, motioning for the guards to leave, then grabbed two crystal glasses from a nearby cabinet. Pouring a generous amount of whiskey into each, he handed one to Mathis. They raised their glasses.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7LzyoMuPzc
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdh1my24F1t
"For old times," Vinni said, his tone light but his eyes sharp with calculation.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIlP1BcACN3
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4EG2NTMspz
Mathis savored the whiskey, the smooth burn grounding him for the moment. "You remember when I helped you rise to power, don't you? Or have you forgotten who handed you control of this place?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuieSIIiHeX
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlqiww0djE3
Vinni's eyes flickered, and he stared down into his glass, the weight of old debts hanging in the air. "I knew you'd come knocking one day, calling in favors. It's only fair, I suppose."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmKkdq1n40y
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7bGNtLBEq1
He set the glass down and nodded. "I'll look into it. Come back tonight, and I'll have what you need. But, Mathis..." He glanced over Mathis's casual attire with a smirk. "Find something more... suitable."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA7eywzLLTQ
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdvZ7o0qzyr
Mathis drained his glass and gave a sly smile. "You've got it."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhnsbkSAIF1
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbeZxNXEfXD
As he left the room, a sense of foreboding washed over him. He descended the elevator back to Bree, the pressure of the ticking clock weighing on him. As he slid into the car, he flashed her a grin. "We've been invited back tonight, but apparently, we'll need to up our fashion game."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt4xHJfGAKJ
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡibByhxYCae
Bree raised an eyebrow, her concern lingering beneath the surface. "Let's hope that's the only thing we have to change."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkRkRgRTgBS
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlFMQa894By
Mathis settled into the car beside Bree, the weight of their earlier conversation still lingering. He glanced over at her, catching her raised eyebrow.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhnD2qjXw2M
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt0uGE4Npqt
"So?" she asked, curiosity barely hidden.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkEoXYPcrjr
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6pqc7ZDcKp
"We're going back tonight," he said, adjusting his seatbelt. "But we'll need to dress the part. Seems Vinni's expecting a more... refined version of us."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbsbttu4Goh
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSttcxg6cdW
Bree's eyes flashed with interest. "I've been dying for an excuse to wear something other than field gear." She smirked, but the seriousness beneath her playful exterior caught his attention. "You think he's really going to help, or is this just another stall?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNBiYaBwgzw
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlKMSCBvv5i
Mathis considered, the tightness in his chest reminding him of the stakes. "Vinni owes me, but he's still a snake. He'll give us something, but it might come with strings attached."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcl7U9q4St6
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHDyaygH6Jn
Bree nodded, understanding the unspoken risks. "What's the plan then? Do we just play along?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4dSAxcJTtg
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOnzeOVxYXk
"For now," Mathis said, his tone colder than before. "We go in, act the part, and see what he gives us. If there's even a whiff of betrayal, we handle it."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG4w4BdJ7tv
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnwnRC5RjOk
She gave him a sidelong glance. "Handle it, huh? We're not exactly walking into a den of saints."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqem4oMByUu
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdqq5wWtTZV
Mathis smirked, starting the car. "Good thing we're not saints either."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfuf2iZ7n7W
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE4qf55MTaT
Hours later, they stood in front of the grand hotel once more, the façade shimmering under the evening lights. This time, both were dressed to blend in with the high-society crowd—Mathis in a tailored black suit, crisp and sharp, while Bree stunned in a sleek, dark evening dress, her hair pulled back in an elegant twist. They looked the part, but their eyes scanned the surroundings with the vigilance of seasoned agents.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQddNB0USkj
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5odNp7U3Mh
The lobby buzzed with chatter, the scent of expensive cologne and polished marble filling the air. As they walked through, the same receptionist glanced up, her cheeks flushing at the sight of Mathis.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9m7YxGvylU
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpz0tG1zG0s
"Mr. Tomaso is expecting you," she said, her voice softer than before.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa344WwsqXA
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5i2927VTNE
They moved past her, stepping into the elevator in silence. Bree glanced at Mathis, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You clean up nicely."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0hUSmvco5M
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV7jFpR9KAU
He gave her a brief smile, though shadows of doubt flickered across his features. "So do you."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzbLnrNXA47
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9yj8w8HOSj
The elevator dinged, and they stepped out onto the 8th floor. No guards stood at the door—only an open path leading directly to Vinni's suite. They entered the lavish room, the scent of whiskey and smoke still clinging to the air. Vinni was waiting, standing by the glass desk, a smirk on his face as he took them in.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrqivZaqF34
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjyeawjBrgQ
"Well, well," Vinni said, clapping his hands together. "You two look like you belong here."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0yqno4e9rj
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyeh8GXu5C4
Mathis gave him a cool nod, forcing himself to stay focused. "You've got something for us?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHcYaKe2SHY
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSOh5oOHvQl
Vinni poured another round of whiskey, but the atmosphere felt heavier this time. He handed them both glasses, and Mathis sensed the tension coiling in the air, a prelude to danger.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr1qVqEmp8n
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkraWSa6fne
"I've been hearing things," Vinni began, his voice low. "There's talk about a big meeting. High-profile people, dangerous plans. But if you're expecting me to hand over names, well... that'll cost you."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3AmOlbqmXQ
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh993rRjzkE
Mathis set his glass down, urgency flashing in his eyes. "We're not here to bargain, Vinni. This is bigger than your little empire. You help us now, or you might not have an empire left."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQBiVPQnO1i
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFVmk6KWTku
Bree shifted, her sharp gaze fixed on Vinni. "You've had a taste of what they're capable of. We're not just trying to cross them; we're trying to prevent a disaster."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkx8ZBcuLGF
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjT5eXOXFWY
Vinni's smirk faded, fear flickering across his face. He let out a breath, nodding slowly. "Fine. There's a meeting—secret, high-level. In four days. People you don't want to mess with. High government officials. But I don't have the details yet. You'll need to dig deeper."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7jqMkjvBBS
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdKWGoVrbWF
"Where?" Bree pressed, her voice steady.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlJoPfXcIcN
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXWDlI4PSu1
Vinni hesitated, then gave a small nod. "Rome. Palazzo della Minerva. The whole place has been cordoned off. What have you meddled with?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZEBEVuWgpY
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaTSAx2voDo
Mathis's eyes narrowed, a chill running down his spine at the revelation. "And who's pulling the strings?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡabgmb5GU6Q
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLCehJ3uSEE
Vinni swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a whisper. "The Shadow Front."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjMY2gziAFA
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvZaIRCcYil
The name hung in the air like a death sentence. Mathis felt a surge of adrenaline as the weight of the revelation pressed down on him. This wasn't just another job—it was a battle against an unseen enemy.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdpXBVTJTyV
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXm5ZYa80rJ
"That's what I thought," he said, his voice low and measured.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhnwRLfdJxr
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmN2lMDNBIO
Vinni shifted uncomfortably. "Look, I don't know much more. I'm just a middleman. But this meeting, it's big. And the people involved... they're not the type you want to cross."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuJ0uj8Ifkb
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXZ8ZqaCRBS
Mathis stood up, demeanor sharp and focused. "We're not here to cross anyone. We're here to stop something that could blow up in everyone's face. If you hear anything else, you contact me. No delays."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlA3yYexYNO
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnSkQc5zDXj
Vinni gave a quick nod, the tension in the room palpable. "I'll do what I can."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPNoTAokTL2
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiQ7Iws0bMl
Bree stood as well, her eyes fixed on Vinni. "Just remember, if this goes sideways, we'll know where to find you."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBLNwz1jGZs
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcVYbUGySZZ
Vinni's face paled slightly, and he gave a nervous chuckle. "I got it, I got it."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSISHKLNHos
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2J5cldOBET
As they turned to leave the suite, Mathis felt the weight of their mission. The Shadow Front had just made their move, and now it was a race against time. They stepped into the elevator, silence thick with unspoken thoughts.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwZPES3p570
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Aqzwe022a
"We have four days," Mathis said as the doors closed.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡORJlSZ7NSN
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5I9apDRrgM
Bree nodded, seriousness settling in her gaze. "We need to start gathering intel. If this meeting's going down at the Palazzo della Minerva, we'll need a way in."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkpIFBAFshS
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ92UEhP4Yo3
Mathis nodded, contemplating their next steps. "We'll pull some strings, but first, we need to figure out who's attending. High-profile government officials... the stakes just got a lot higher."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9pARXfNwYj
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtJikcivo2x
As the elevator reached the ground floor, Bree glanced at him, her voice dropping to a whisper. "You realize we're walking into a minefield, right?"
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSeUdH2XXwt
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIvjvbOA9IB
Mathis gave her a small smile, determination igniting in his chest, though beneath it lay a turmoil he couldn't shake. "Wouldn't be the first time. But before we go, why don't we take the opportunity to enjoy a good meal? We're dressed for the role, and you look fantastic, Bree."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy05qrGiCxp
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8V2yN5KNAk
Her smile brightened, and she took his hand, warmth flooding through him. But with that warmth came the cold weight of his past, the shadows of loss lurking at the edges of his heart. Could he let himself care for her, knowing how fragile life could be?
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQEWpZPsXDk
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdway3EHc0k
They found a cozy restaurant nearby, the warm ambiance a stark contrast to the chill of their conversation. Over a candlelit dinner, they shared light-hearted banter, allowing themselves a moment of normalcy amidst the chaos. Bree expertly navigated the menu, her confidence a reminder of her past as an undercover model, and Mathis felt a mix of admiration and fear.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh3MnHjZAuW
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ296tis0xm5
As they talked, they overheard snippets of conversation from a nearby table—discussions of politics and recent scandals—that hinted at the pervasive influence of the Shadow Front. Mathis caught Bree's eye, a shared understanding passing between them.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7IR0AFBmJQ
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdSthMm0jyL
In that moment, he was struck by the realization of what they were up against. Not just a criminal organization, but a shadowy force that could tear them apart at any moment. Could he truly risk letting her into his heart, knowing the danger they faced?
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ69uA2I7DLC
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd4Pt6ZIxId
When they finally exited the restaurant, the cool night air washed over them, refreshing yet foreboding. There was no time to waste. Rome was waiting, and so was the Shadow Front. Mathis's phone buzzed in his pocket—a message from an informant about movement in the underworld.
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWL872p9OSM
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡushSeyPZXQ
"Before we go," he said, checking the message, "let's see if we can pick up any more intel on the way."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3MsPpDtxrc
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8qSiy1xX3L
Bree nodded, her expression serious. "It's time to move."
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoQGUODNCBX
128Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmkijhNBkCT
They stepped into the night, ready to face whatever awaited them. But as Mathis walked beside Bree, he couldn't shake the feeling that with every step, he was drawing closer to a precipice—a choice between duty and the growing connection he felt for her, a connection that could lead to salvation or devastation.
ns18.226.181.49da2
