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Chapter 57: Thousandfold

Author: Bliss Ositas
last update publish date: 2026-02-16 19:15:01

Celine’s wrists were seized tightly by two men as they dragged her across the marble tiles toward the pool.

The night air was cold against her soaked clothes, but the fear burning through her veins was hotter than anything else. Her feet barely touched the ground as they hauled her forward.

“No… no… please!” she screamed, digging her heels into the floor, but it was useless. Their grip tightened painfully around her arms.

They reached the edge of the swimming pool.

The water reflected the light
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