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Chapter 14

Author: Inked Angel
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-17 21:04:20

"Don’t mind Bree," a voice cut through my simmering anger. "Her attitude is permanently set to frostbite."

I turned and finally got a good look at the girl who’d appeared beside me. She was drop-dead gorgeous. Long dark hair streaked with electric pink framed her face, and beautiful tattoos climbed her toned arms, disappearing beneath the low curve of her pink lace top.

She jerked her head toward the hallway. "C’mon, fresh meat. I’ll give you the grand tour before the vultures descend." She winked as she slipped into the hall. "I’m Starlet, by the way."

I nodded and fell into step beside her, my heels sinking into the plush carpet. The noise of the main room faded behind us, replaced by a dimmer, more controlled hum.

Starlet moved with the confidence of someone who knew every inch of this place and expected me to keep up. And I was determined to do exactly that. Because if she knew this place inside-out, then I damn well needed to know it better.

She pointed to a room on our left, dr
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