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So Renz has a child!?

Penulis: Mina's vale
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-10-09 21:45:44

Marco’s POV

Dawn crawled in, grey and thick with tension when we dragged Kane into the basement. He was on his knees, shaking and mumbling something that sounded like prayer.

The sound of his voice got on my nerves.

But what surprised me was Renz’s silence. He stood in front of him, quiet and still. Normally, he never waited this long. One shot, no talk. But this time, he just stood there staring at Kane like he was thinking twice.

That’s when I knew something was off.

Renz hated betrayal
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  • THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS   No backup...No mercy

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  • THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS   The first Strike...

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  • THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS   The breaking point

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  • THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS   The night of truth

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  • THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS   The space between us

    Nyx’s POV Saturday burned itself into my memory like fire. I had gone expecting only a quiet meal, maybe another one of Renz’s tests to see how far I would bend into his world. Instead, he shattered every line of thought I had prepared. The car gleamed in the sunlight like something out of a dr

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  • THE DEVIL'S MISTRESS   His dark obsession

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