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The Devil's Leisure

Author: NK SMILES
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-22 23:47:27

Tex’s POV

Theo took a few slow steps forward, his boots crunching faintly on the damp, moss-lined stone floor. The sound echoed like a metronome in the dead space of the cell, each step deliberate, each second stretched thin with menace. He didn’t rush. He never did. That was the worst part about Theo how time seemed to obey him, not the other way around. He moved like it bent for his pleasure, like he was the master of it all, and pain was just another instrument he played like a maestro.

I lifted my chin, slow and shaking. It took every scrap of strength I had left just to hold my head up, my muscles taut with exhaustion and fire. I could barely breathe past the ache in my chest, the sharp stab of cracked ribs and bruised lungs. My skin stung with every shift, scraped raw by shackles and stone. But I wouldn't lower my gaze. Not for him.

Not now.

Because I felt something. Something wrong and right at once, like thunder building behind a stone wall. Help was close. It had to be. I cou
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