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Chapter 31: Bend him to my will.

Penulis: Oma Green
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-09-17 19:53:27

Gia’s POV

Still seething with anger after my encounter with Dante, I stormed down the hallway when I heard it, low, muffled moans tangled with groans. At first, I thought I was imagining things, my mind playing tricks on me. But the farther I walked, the clearer the sounds became.

My steps slowed as a chill crept down my spine. This was Dante’s house, his ruthless, merciless empire. For all I knew, someone could be in pain, being punished, tortured by one of his men. Fear gripped me, urging me to turn back, to run straight to my room and lock the door. But I didn’t. Curiosity, stronger than what I could suppress, pulled me forward.

The deeper I went, the dimmer the corridor became, darkness swallowing the last traces of light. The sounds grew louder, more urgent, spilling from a small room tucked at the far corner.

My breathing quickened, heart pounding as I neared the door that hung slightly ajar.

I leaned against the wooden frame and peered through the narrow gap. What I saw le
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