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Chapter 82: Blood for blood

مؤلف: Leah Al
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-03-10 17:20:02
*Aria's POV*

The room smelled of cedar and stale cigar smoke–a scent that immediately dragged me back to my childhood. It was the smell of my father’s study, the command center of the Hale empire. But this wasn’t the study I grew up in. This was a bunker, deep beneath the mountain compound.

The walls were concrete, the windows non-existent. The only light came from a flickering fluorescent strip above, casting a sickly, pale glow over the three people in the room.

My father, Malcom, sat behind a
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Lucian needs to destroy them. He will find Aria and Andrian please. Aria will kill her father and uncle
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