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113~ I'll Protect You Better

Penulis: Ashveil
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-11-01 21:01:31

Zane's Point Of View

“Miles?”

My voice came out rough, disbelieving, like I was afraid if I said it too loud, he’d disappear.

The air in the hall seemed to still, the noise of the crowd fading into a dull hum as I stood there, frozen, my eyes locked onto the man in front of me. Miles. His presence was like a physical force, solid and reassuring, his broad frame blocking out everything else.

The scent of him… leather and gunpowder and something uniquely him, hit me like a punch to the gut, fa
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