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CHAPTER 8: The Gala's Shadow

Author: Ogwu kosiso
last update publish date: 2026-09-23 04:15:48

Vladimir's POV

I adjusted my cuff links while standing near the bottom of the grand penthouse staircase, waiting for Iris. The gala was already underway downtown, but my mind was stuck on the woman upstairs.

Tonight, she was stepping back into the exact world that had chewed her up and spit her out three years ago.

The quiet sound of soft footsteps made me look up.

Iris descended the stairs slowly, and for a long second, my chest tightened.

She was wearing a deep emerald dress that fit her fr
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