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CHAPTER 72 : Calming Down

Author: Vivian Hunter
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Serene’s POV

The front door of the penthouse slammed so hard the chandelier trembled.

Nicholas stormed into the living room like a hurricane in human form, tie already ripped loose, jacket gone, shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

His hair was a mess as he’d dragged his hands through it a hundred times on the drive home, and his eyes were black with fury.

He paced back and forth in front of the couch where I sat curled up in one of his hoodies, knees tucked under me, heart still racing from everything that had happened at the estate.

Damien’s hand on my wrist. Kate’s venom. Anastasia’s cold smile. Nicholas nearly losing control.

He looked ready to burn the world down.

“Rufus!” he roared, voice cracking through the penthouse like thunder.

“David! Where the fuck are my keys? We’re doubling security—tripling it— I want every goddamn entrance—”

Rufus appeared in the doorway, calm as ever, but even he looked wary. David hovered behind him, hands clasped.

“Sir,” Rufus started c
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