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Silent Floor

Author: Krystal Bahmz
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-30 22:44:50

The elevator in Erick’s penthouse moved like it hated me. Every second stretched, deliberate, almost smug.

“If this thing could talk,” I muttered, glaring at the red digital numbers, “it’d probably join the long list of bastards trying to ruin my day.”

The doors slid open with a soft hum. The hallway looked the same as the last time I was here. Clean, sterile, and expensive. The kind of luxury that tried too hard to hide how emotionally unstable its owner really was.

I stopped at his door. Pressed the bell once.

Twice.

Three times.

Nothing. No footsteps. No curse words about being woken up at eight in the morning.

Silence.

I squinted at the keypad beside the door. My fingers tapped the code I’d always used. His first birthday date, followed by the so-called lucky number that only ever brought him bad luck, mainly in the form of me.

Beep. Incorrect.

Okay. Maybe I hit the wrong button. Tried again.

Beep.

I stared at the screen. “You changed the code, Ric?” I whispered to the door. “Afte
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Veronica Joseph
What a wonderful surprise. Thank you for all the updates. Why don't she tell Zane before she gets kidnapped or something bad happens to Ash. The suspense is building up.
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