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A Deal Of Sillence

Penulis: Park Cheal
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-01-06 16:05:01
Chapter Thirty-Three : A Deal of Sacrifice

Lena's POV

The darkness was oppressive.

I had no idea how long I'd spent in this grimy room. The air was damp, the stone walls cold against my back, and the silence was only relieved by an intermittent shuffling of footsteps outside the door. My stomach growled in protest, but I had long stopped thinking about food. My lips were dry from thirst, and every inch of my body was bruised due to the rough handling by Marcus's men during the abduction.

The worst wasn't the pain but the crippling fear, the uncertainty of what was to happen.

I sat curled in the corner, legs to my chest, trying to draw some comfort from my body. Memories of Damian's voice, his touches, his kisses merely replayed constantly in my brain. Did he know where I was? Would he even come for me?

I shook the thought away. Damian was strong and resourceful, but Marcus wasn't someone you crossed without consequences. What if Bianca had told him lies? What if he thought
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