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Chapter Fifteen: Fur Elise

Author: Ojay Tales
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-02-21 07:08:50

THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V.

The opulent music room of the Rinaldi estate was bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun as Sierra gently walked through the ornate double doors, her mind still reeling from the terrifying pictures Marcus had displayed, fresh in her memory. As she neared the grand piano in the middle of the music room, Sierra’s eyes opened wide when she saw Dominic, skillfully playing the keys with his fingers.

Sierra's heart started beating fast, she turned around and was about to leave the room. She was scared of what Dominic would do if she disturbed his piano session.

Dominic's brow furrowed slightly as he caught sight of Sierra. A devious plan came into his mind at this very moment. He intend on making Sierra’s every moment in the Rinaldi’s house a living hell. His expression suddenly turned neutral, as he look at the woman.

"Sierra, Come on in." Dominic's gaze stayed on her, his fingers still moving effortlessly across the piano. "Sierra," he called with a weirdly voice
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