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CHAPTER 263: WHAT A FUCKING JOKE

Auteur: Lady Sheldon
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-26 22:33:01

My hand flew to my pocket on instinct, reaching for my phone so I could call the cops, call Dad, call Markus, just anyone. But my fingers found nothing but empty fabric.

Darn it.

I’d left it upstairs on the nightstand while I was unpacking.

I spun toward the hallway, ready to sprint back up the stairs and grab it, but before I could even take two steps, I heard the unmistakable sound of the heavy front door creaking open.

He was already inside.

Panic shot through me like ice water.

I immediat
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