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Part 27

Penulis: Strawberry šŸ“
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Her Pov:

The game has already begun.

I feel it in the air-heavy with unsaid threats and unshed blood. The kind of silence that precedes storms, the kind that hides sharp teeth behind glass smiles. I stand quietly, drink in hand, letting my eyes drift across the room, not to admire, but to hunt.

If I want to break free of Edward, I'll need more than courage.

I'll need power.

And not just any power. I'll need someone who can rattle him-someone who can force the devil to look twice.

Not many men have ever managed that. But I know that if I want even a sliver of control, I'll need to find the one who can stand tall in Edward's shadow and not flinch.

I sip from my glass, letting the burn settle in my throat as I scan the room.

And then-

"Funny... I find you alone again."

The voice coils behind me, smooth and deliberate. I turn with measured ease, eyes meeting Rafael Morozgov's.

Of course.

He leans against the bar like he belongs everywhere and nowhere at once. The kind of man who doesn't c
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