LUCA SARTORI.

ITALY.

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"You have no idea how truly grateful our clan is to you, young Luca,"

says Stefan as he slides a black box toward me across the desk.

I lean forward calmly, as if I already know what’s inside. Resting on a velvet background is a golden earring with a small glass vial shaped like a teardrop. I roll my eyes in annoyance just imagining how ridiculous I’d look wearing something so damn absurd. I snap the box shut without