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The Psycho Instinct

Penulis: Riyahsecret
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-28 17:17:57

Maddox's POV:

I bolted upright in bed, the sheets tangling around my legs like they were trying to hold me down.

The room was pitch black except for the faint glow of my phone on the nightstand, buzzing insistently.

I glanced at the clock, it was exactly 2:47am. Who the hell calls at this hour? My heart raced with a mix of annoyance and that low-grade paranoia that had been my constant companion since the videos dropped.

I grabbed my phone from the nightstand, as its cracked screen felt cool against my palm. It was a call from an unknown number, but I knew who it was. The Boss. That gravelly auto-tune voice had become a nightmare soundtrack.

I swiped to answer, pressing it to my ear. "What?" I snapped, my voice thick with sleep.

"Maddox," the distorted voice drawled, calm as ever, like he was calling to chat about the weather. "Hope I didn't wake you. But this couldn't wait till morning."

I rubbed my eyes, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. The hardwood floor was cold und
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