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Chapter One Hundred and Three: The Man Behind the Counter

Author: Jhumie_writes
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-25 18:43:11
The bell above the door gave a brittle jingle as I stepped inside Mercer’s store.

The place smelled of dust, old wood, and the faint bite of leather, a far cry from the polished, gold gilded world of the Wolfes. The shelves were lined with books that hadn’t been touched in years, antique clocks that ticked with uneven rhythms, and glass cases of trinkets meant to pass for charm. A merchant’s mask for a man who knew far more than he let on.

Daniel Mercer.

I needed answers, and I needed to get close enough to take Ivy out of this hell without blowing myself wide open.

Mercer stood behind the counter, a man in his late sixties, lean with sharp edges to his face, eyes that had the unsettling calm of someone who’d lived too long in shadows. He looked up from the ledger he was pretending to read, studying me as though he’d already been expecting me.

“Afternoon,” he said mildly, voice smooth, like velvet stretched over glass.

“Afternoon,” I returned, letting my shoulders slump into the role
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This chapter is the stillness before the storm , hours before Ivy’s escape and their fates entwine again. You’ll feel Killian’s restraint, his hunger to move faster, and his desperation not to be seen too soon.

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