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Chapter 7 : The Lion’s Den

Author: Crimsontaless
last update publish date: 2026-02-16 17:33:54

Grace

My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I thought it might crack them. My eyes widened at the sight of him. He was coming down the stairs.

Each step was deliberate and unhurried, like he had all the time in the world because he already knew I wasn’t going anywhere. Each step he took seemed to race my heart even more than before.

Those grey eyes never left mine, not for a single second. Darkened. Burning. Possessive in a way that made my stomach flip and my skin crawl at the same time.

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