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The return of Alejandro

Author: Riyahsecret
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-28 16:11:59

The boutique bags in my hand felt lighter than usual as I strutted through the underground parking garage.

My heels echoed sharply on the cold concrete, and the lights above flickered, casting eerie shadows across the rows of luxury cars.

I was still high off the victory.

The media wouldn’t shut up about The Engagement Massacre. Everyone was eating it up.

My DMs were full of anonymous tips, fake apologies, and discreet applause.

But power has a scent. And predators can smell it.

I reached my car, pressed the key fob.

Beep. Click.

The sound was barely audible over the sudden squeal of tires.

Before I could turn, a hood was thrown over my head.

I screamed, kicked, thrashed—but hands, rough and gloved, gripped me with surgical precision.

My shopping bags fell to the floor, scattering overpriced perfume, silk lingerie, and blood-red lipstick across the garage.

“Let go of me—!” I shouted.

But a punch to the gut silenced me. The air left my lungs like glass shattering.

Everything after th
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