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15 — Aftermath

작가: Torque Stone
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-11-23 05:31:08

Dawn came late, struggling through the smoke-stained skyline. The fire crews had given up. What was left of the Tower was a skeleton wreathed in steam, sirens echoing off broken glass. The air tasted like burned money and old blood.

Eirwen staggered through the debris, half-dressed, legs trembling from exhaustion and everything Domenik had taken the night before. Her skin was a map of bruises—his handprints on her throat, bite marks trailing down her shoulder, scratches scoring her hips. She wore them like armor. She wore them like a dare.

The conference room was trashed, the table shattered, glass littering the floor where they’d lost themselves and found something meaner. Her gun was gone. She felt naked, dangerous, alive.

Domenik was already on his feet, pacing in front of the half-collapsed window, the city burning behind him. He wore only his slacks, chest bare and streaked with old blood and new scars. He glanced over his shoulder, eyes all lion, all king—hungry, possessive, fer
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