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last update Date de publication: 2026-04-05 23:02:35

[TRISTAN’S POV]

I carry him down the corridor. Past the bodies. Past the dark spreading pools of red that reflect the overhead lights like mirrors. Past Amanda, who presses herself against the wall to let us through, who has the good sense not to speak.

My boots leave bloody footprints tracking all the way to my door. My hands leave prints on Carlton wherever I touch him: his thigh, his back, the curve of his ass where I adjust my grip.

Everything I touch, I mark.

Everything I own, I mark.

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