86: The yacht's torture

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*ADELINE* The sea stretched endlessly beneath a sky that seemed to be painted with every shade of blue imaginable. I leaned against the cool railing of the yacht, the soft breeze tousling my hair, and fought the urge to gasp at the incredible view. The private islands in the distance appeared like jewels scattered across the turquoise water, their lush greenery promising mystery and adventure. It was breathtaking, yes, but it felt like more than just a beautiful scene; it felt like magic. I had to admit, the abrupt departure from the island was odd. I expected the mafiosos' meetings to drag things out, and I had half-expected them to hold court for at least another day or two. Still, the tension that had hung in the air was gone, dissolving like vapor under the warm sun. I should have f

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