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Ashworth's Defiance

Author: Demiurgos
last update publish date: 2026-03-06 06:49:23

The engine of the McLaren died with a satisfied roar, echoing silently in the mountain air. Deimon stepped out, the gravel crunching beneath his shoes. His black silk shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his chest, exposing the skin of his torso .

He didn't care about the dress code of the High Council. Rules were for those who feared the consequences.

Something new was bubbling inside him—a dark, intoxicating heat that felt like liquid gold in his veins. It was power, raw and defiant. He felt in
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