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143: Final Decision

Author: FELZ
last update publish date: 2026-06-09 21:59:14

SEBSATAIN

The black Mercedes was gone down the street, and my hands were shoved deep into my denim jacket pockets. The seams were tearing because my fists were clenched tight.

I saw the way his large hands pushed her into the back seat, treating her like a prize he had hunted down and locked away. She looked right at me. For one second, through the iron bars of the gate, her dark eyes hit mine. There was no fight left in them. She just looked tired, like a runner whom the police had finally cau
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  • 365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend   143: Final Decision

    SEBSATAINThe black Mercedes was gone down the street, and my hands were shoved deep into my denim jacket pockets. The seams were tearing because my fists were clenched tight.I saw the way his large hands pushed her into the back seat, treating her like a prize he had hunted down and locked away. She looked right at me. For one second, through the iron bars of the gate, her dark eyes hit mine. There was no fight left in them. She just looked tired, like a runner whom the police had finally caught.I couldn't just sit in my room and let him have her. Dominic thought his money and his name made him a king in this city.He thought that because he was my father, he owned everything I looked at. But he didn't own Elena. I needed to help her. I needed to find a weak spot in his wall, and the only place to start was the house she just left.I crossed the street at a fast pace. I walked up the concrete path and pounded my fist against the wooden front door.The door opened after a few secon

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