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The Silent Predator.

作者: Preshy
last update 公開日: 2026-03-28 02:09:12

~ Selene ~

The heavy silence of Moore Crest usually felt like power, but today it felt like an invitation. I waited until I heard the distant hum of the silver Maybach pulling down the long drive, carrying Amara away to her little charity meeting in Linden Row. She was so predictable. Every Thursday at two, she fled this museum of a house to go breathe the smog of her old life.

I didn't knock. Why would I? In this family, privacy is a luxury earned by those who actually own the walls. I turned
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