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Chapter 33 – Shattered Illusions

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The tempest outside was a reflection of the chaos in Elena's mind. The lights in the penthouse cast shadows as she paced back and forth, arms crossed fiercely over her chest. The city lay before her, glittering with power and deception—much like Killian Graves.

For years, she had clung to one absolute truth: Killian was the man who destroyed her family. It was the foundation of her revenge, the reason she had crawled her way back up from hell.

But Dante's surprise return had shattered that perception.

Killian was never blameless… but had she misjudged thinking he was the mastermind?

Her hand trembled as she felt for the glass of whiskey on the table. She didn't drink much, but tonight she needed something to still her mind. The burn of the alcohol did not desensitize the rage bubbling beneath her flesh.

Far away, she heard the unmistakable sound of the penthouse door sliding open.

Killian had returned.

Elena turned around as Killian walked in. He still had on his black, tailored sui
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