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Chapter 116 - Cillian

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last update 게시일: 2026-05-29 02:50:22

Cillian

Something feels wrong. I notice it before I even open my eyes. Instinct. The same instinct that kept me alive long before I became the man people fear now. The penthouse is quiet beside me, Elena still asleep against my chest, warm and soft beneath the blankets while early morning light spills across the room. Everything looks peaceful. But my body is already tense. My eyes open slowly. The feeling doesn’t disappear. Danger. Not immediate. Not loud. Worse. Subtle.

I stare at the ceili
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