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STRANGE VISITORS

Penulis: Caroluchy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-02 03:09:40

AUTHOR'S POV

Mr. Carter let out a guttural curse as he stumbled back against the couch, his shaky fingers pressing hard against the fresh gash on his temple.

Blood trickled down the side of his face, mixing with the sweat already soaking his shirt.

His breathing came in ragged, furious bursts.

Pain throbbed violently in his skull, but it was nothing compared to the rage boiling in his chest like molten lava.

“That damn fat bitch!” he snarled.

He snatched the nearest napkin from the side tabl
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