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BOOK 3: CHAPTER 55: The Devil’s Game

Author: Excel Arthur
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BOOK 3: CHAPTER 55: The Devil’s Game

She’s looking at him like she’s trying to make sense of the universe, as if all logic has collapsed and left her suspended in some warped dreamscape where nothing makes sense but everything feels too real. Confusion plays across her face—subtle at first, then sharper—as her brows knit and her lips part slightly. Her eyes are wide, stunned, blinking rapidly as though trying to recalibrate reality. Her laughter escapes in a strange, fractured way—high, breathy, unhinged. It’s not amusement. It’s disbelief.

A shaky chuckle bubbles out of her again, and her fingers hesitate as they move toward the phone. Her thumb hovers above the answer button. She knows she’s stalling. She knows she shouldn’t be. But before she can make a conscious decision, she feels it—Adrian’s hand.

His fingers are already grazing her bare skin, slow and calculated. They trail upward from the back of her thigh, brushing higher, warmer, crueler. She tries to shift her body, but it’
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