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Arabella's POV We arrived at the council meeting place. It was situated in the middle of acres of council-owned vineyard fields somewhere in Sicily. The place looked like a private mansion of some crazy rich don. It was large, sprawling and completely white with sculptures and columns that recalled anything I had ever seen before. Alpha Luciano and I dismounted from the car and Zazathe driver turned the car around to go drop it off at the parking lot. Wherever that was. I couldn't see any cars from where I stood. A staff dressed in a suit featured for us to follow him and we did. Alpha Luciano's arm went around my waist as though providing me support to walk in my heels but I knew what he meant it to be. A show of possession. I fought the urge to push his hand away and simply walked w
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