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Chapter Forty One: The Fighting Chemistry

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Renata

The rope dug into my wrists, raw and burning no matter how I twisted them. Beside me, Drent strained against his own bindings, jaw tight, eyes scanning the dim room for anything we could use.

"Stop struggling," Dija said, stepping closer with her arms crossed. "You two really thought you could sneak into my place and walk back out? You're going to pay for that."

She snapped her fingers, and four men closed in around us, boxing us into the corner of the room. The walls smelled of smoke an
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