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Chapter 57: Queen's gambit

作者: Kaya N
last update 公開日: 2026-02-19 08:00:54

Carlino’s POV

2:15 a.m.

I woke up before my alarm could ring. I don’t open my eyes immediately. I just listen, listen to the sounds.

The house breathes the way it always does at this hour—generators humming low beneath the marble, the subtle shift of boots somewhere in the corridors, metal brushing against metal as a guard adjusts his rifle. Routine. Controlled. Mine.

But something felt wrong. It felt cold. Empty.

The air feels… lig
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