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THE COST

Author: ANGELA
last update publish date: 2026-04-29 21:03:23

CHAPTER TEN: THE COST

Aaron’s POV

I couldn’t stop watching him limp away.

Leon moved like every step cost him something… shoulders a little hunched, one hand brushing absently at the fresh bruise blooming along his cheek. The morning light hit it just right, turning the mark an ugly shade of purple. Someone had put their hands on him after I’d left him in that penthouse bed. The thought settled heavy in my gut, somewhere between satisfaction and a sharp, unexpected twist of anger.

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