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CHAPTER 35: SHADOWS AT THE DOOR

Author: IceWitch
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-08-17 00:02:21
The rain began at five-thirty, smearing the floor-to-ceiling glass of the fifty-first floor of Kane Tower in long, gray tears. Outside, Havenport swallowed itself in fog. Inside the private executive holding room adjacent to the grand boardroom, the air was thick with pure, volatile adrenaline.

Fifteen minutes until the board meeting.

Ryker didn't speak. The moment the heavy oak door clicked shut, he moved like a predator unleashed.

He closed the distance between us in two long strides, his mass
IceWitch

Hey lovely readers! 💖 Can you believe that twist at the end of Chapter 35?! We have officially wrapped up Arc 2, and things are about to get so intense as we step right into Arc 3: The Return. Selene has proven time and again that she takes up space and backs down for NO ONE—but with Vivian back in Havenport and playing the ultimate victim, how do you think Ryker is going to handle his guilt? Will he stand by his wife, or let his past pull him under? If you are loving Selene and Ryker's wild journey, please take a quick second to leave a review, drop a comment, or throw some gems my way! Your support truly keeps this story running strong. Are you Team Selene? Let me know your thoughts in the comments below! 👇✨ ✍️❄️✍️IceWitch

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