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Chapter 82

Auteur: Bunnykoo
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-06 02:09:34

I sat on the bare mattress in the darkness of the townhouse. The room was freezing. The air was heavy with the smell of old dust and my own stale fear. I had wrapped my arms around my legs to stop the shaking but the tremors were bone deep. They started in my marrow and rattled my teeth.

The door opened at 11:00 PM exactly.

Dante stood there.

He was dressed in black. A black tactical turtleneck under a black trench coat. He looked like a shadow that had detached itself from the wall. He looked
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