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Blood and Blueprints

Penulis: Cassy writes
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The hallway echoed with gunfire and chaos. The marble floor of the West Wing, once polished and perfect, now bore the scars of war bullet holes, shattered vases, and streaks of crimson.

“Down!” Liam barked, grabbing Ariana by the wrist and pulling her behind the grand piano toppled on its side.

Her heartbeat thundered in her ears, almost louder than the bullets slicing the air. “They’re inside the house,” she gasped, her breath ragged. “How the hell—”

“They had the security codes,” Liam snapped, his eyes scanning the shadows for movement. “This wasn’t a breach. It was an invitation.”

Ariana ducked lower as a bullet struck the piano’s wood, splintering it inches above her head. Her hands trembled. She’d been through bomb threats and political protests. Nothing like this.

“Move on my signal.” Liam slid a sleek silver pistol from a holster under his shirt, his muscles flexing with calm precision. “Three... Two... Now!”

They burst from cover, Liam leading, Ariana on his heels. As they tur
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Mmasinachi Miracle
At least the dad would have told her what's at stake and anybody that gave those intruders tips about that mansion really hate that family.
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E_vibes
jesus, what kind of father do you have to be for them to want to kill your daughter so bad.
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