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Chapter 109- I'm Not Your Prisoner

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I exhaled slowly when the figure finally stepped into the light. My shoulders sagged, and I let out a shaky breath.

Mr De Vito.

He was wearing a black dress shirt, the top buttons undone, sleeves rolled up, revealing the veins that snaked along his forearms. His blue eyes found mine and stayed there, unreadable, hard. The air shifted, turning thick and oppressive.

"You scared me," I said, voice barely above a whisper. "What are you doing here?"

He didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him with a quiet click. The sound echoed like a gunshot.

He looked at me in silence, his eyes moving down to the nightgown I was wearing. His jaw flexed once, then again. But still, he said nothing.

I crossed my arms over my chest, my skin prickling.

"What did I tell you?" he asked finally, voice low and cold.

I blinked, confused. "What are you talking about? What—?"

His eyes darkened, something dangerous flashing in their depths. He took a slow step c
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