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CHAPTER 32: THE VANCE LIQUIDATION

Author: Inkbyjane
last update publish date: 2026-07-15 01:12:11
CLARA'S POV

Three nights without real sleep had hollowed me out. My eyes burned, my shoulders ached, but the monitor in front of me refused to let me look away. If we failed before dawn, Marcus Vance would destroy everything.

Ares stood directly behind my chair. He did not touch me, but his presence was a heavy anchor in the quiet room. His shadow fell over the keyboard, trapping me within his personal space. I could feel the intense heat of his body radiating against my back. It kept me sh
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