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Chapter 92: The End of a Tyrant
Author: Bella Grace
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“Please, you don’t have to do this,” Arturo whimpered, his face soaked in sweat and dust, tears blurring his vision as he stared up at the man he once believed he had crushed beyond return. “You’re not a murderer, Jalen. Please… my son!”

“I’m not your fucking son!” Jalen snapped, his voice echoing through the thick stillness of the forest road.

His eyes burned with the rage of a thousand buried memories. The gun trembled slightly in his hand, but it wasn’t fear, no, it was anger, pure and consuming.

“Don’t you fucking dare call me that.”

Everything around them seemed to pause, like the world itself was watching this confrontation. Two men, one in power all his life, the other rising from the ashes of betrayal and loss.

The wind blew softly through the tall trees, carrying with it the ghosts of the past. Arturo, the man who once had the world under his finger tips or so he thought, now lay broken and bloodied on the ground, staring down the barrel of death.

And in front of him stoo
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