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CHAPTER 17

Author: Anonymous Lee
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-10 22:24:53

CHAPTER 17

ADRIEN

I was going insane.

There were only so many books I could read in one day, and the library, while stunning in a dark academia sort of way, was starting to feel like a well-decorated prison. It smelled like aged leather and secrets. I had paced the entire second-floor balcony twice, fingers trailing over dusty spines, before I heard it—the distant sound of raised voices.

Voices I wasn’t supposed to hear.

I followed them, quiet as a ghost, my silk shirt whispering with every step. The corridor was long and lined with mirrors, and I caught my reflection as I walked—too thin, too pale.

The sound came from a room with the door half-closed. I recognized Damon’s voice. And Luca’s, low and lethal.

"...missing," Damon was saying. "One million, give or take. Cleaned. The transfer logs are erased."

Then a gunshot. Sharp. Final.

I flinched back.

"Fucking waste of skin," Luca growled.

I peeked in.

A man was slumped in the chair, still. Blood blooming beneath him. Damon wiped his
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