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Chapter 132: Silent Threats

Author: Ernest Brooks
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The night after Leo’s disappearance stretched long into the early hours of the morning, every second a slow drip of dread for Damon and Juliette.

Juliette hadn’t slept. She sat curled in the leather armchair of Damon’s study, her eyes fixed on the wall-mounted monitor that displayed a looping feed of the building’s live security channels. Her fingers clutched a mug of now-cold tea she couldn’t bring herself to drink. Each flicker on the screen made her heart thump faster.

Down the hall, Mason lay under tight medical watch, still recovering from the recent attack. The memory of the bruises on his body kept flashing through her mind like a living nightmare.

Damon had secluded himself in the library, the only room without cameras. Even Garrick hadn’t been allowed inside. He’d dismissed the entire security team for the night, relying solely on two hand-picked guards at the penthouse door.

Isolation was creeping in, not just from the outside world but from within their own walls.

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Ernest Brooks

They thought the greatest danger was outside their walls. But betrayal has already found its way in — and it’s watching from the shadows, waiting to strike again Please Like , Share, Comment , and Subscribe.

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