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Chapter 46: Olive's POV

Autor: Quinn Sullivan
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Chapter 46: Olive's POV

On my eighteenth birthday, Hunter had taken me to my first real party.

"Bringing you into the world," he'd called it, like I was some sheltered kid who needed to see how adults lived. I'd already had my first kiss at fifteen, already knew what alcohol tasted like, already understood that parties were just excuses for people to do things they'd regret in the morning.

But what Hunter showed me that night wasn't just some college rager with cheap beer and bad decisions.

It was an underground party.

In a basement that didn't look like a basement at all—more like its own separate universe. A massive penthouse built entirely underground, complete with marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and rooms that branched off into various axis I didn't dare explore. It was the kind of place you'd hide from the world. From the media. From anyone looking for you.

A secret hideout for people who needed to disappear.

Now, standing in front of Zane's building, that memory slammed bac
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