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Forty-Eight Hours to Die

작가: Elodie
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-04-04 17:29:52

Third person pov

The dimly lit room smelled of blood and sweat, the air thick with tension. A single flickering bulb hung from the ceiling, casting eerie shadows on the cracked concrete walls. The metallic scent of iron clung to the atmosphere, mixing with the stale odor of cigarette smoke.

Victor knelt on the cold floor, his face battered and swollen, blood trickling from his split lip. His left eye was nearly swollen shut, a deep purple bruise forming around it. His hands trembled slightly as he kept them pressed against his sides, barely able to lift his gaze to the imposing figure seated before him.

The man in the chair was silent for a long moment, merely observing Victor with cold, calculating eyes. His fingers tapped rhythmically against the armrest, a patient yet ominous gesture. Behind him, two guards stood motionless, their expressions unreadable, their presence filed with a silent warning. Finally, he spoke, his voice calm but laced with danger.

"Tell me, Victor. Why didn'
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Susan Samuel
Who is this man that sent Victor to kill Alessio and why?? Alessio thinks its Gabriella's father killed his parents and brother, what if its not so.
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