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The night air in the Sicilian garden hung thick with tension, the starlight doing nothing to soften the cold disdain in the eyes of the Valerio wives. They watched you, the outsider, with polite smiles that never touched their judging stares. Yet Lorenzo Valerio sat beside you, his hand a heavy, possessive weight on your thigh, his gaze drinking in your presence as if you were his only sanctuary. The fragile peace shattered when a slurred, cruel voice cut through the warmth: 'I still can't believe we let an outsider into our circle. She's nothing but a stray.' The laughter died. Lorenzo's hand withdrew, his palm striking the table with a thunderous crack that rattled glass and bone. Every head snapped toward him. His voice, low and deadly at first, rose to a vicious roar that shook the ni…