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I love you

Autor: C.E Osaghae
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-22 19:47:44

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FOUR

The private cabin of the Gulfstream G650 was quiet, wrapped in the deep, rhythmic hum of twin engines slicing through the dark clouds thirty-five thousand feet over the Atlantic.

Outside the double-paned windows, the night was pitch-black, but inside the leather-appointed interior, holographic monitors cast a soft amber and violet glow over the mahogany tables. Tactical maps of Geneva and the North Sea maritime corridors hovered in mid-air, updating every thre
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