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Chapter 32 - S**t will hit the Fan
Dante POV Finding out what happened to my daughter was an ice bucket thrown at me. My little girl had to endure such pain and treatment that made me livid. I wanted to destroy the world, a world that my mate and wife have worked hard to build. We have had years of hard work, of trying to bring growth, prosperity, and unity… and what do we get in return? To have our daughter attacked by soulless bastards. After having lunch with her, I drove back to the barracks. I needed to talk to my son. “Hey, what are you still doing here?” Max's voice broke me, out of my head. “I had lunch with Iris, and came back to talk to Dom…” I said and he nodded. “They are at the training grounds; your son is impressive…” Max patted my back and I felt proud of my kind offspring. Dom is a rare mix of f
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