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Chapter 11 - The Chase

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Damien’s POV:

The door suddenly burst open.

My guard, Luca, rushed in first with his gun ready, followed by two other guards. They stopped in fear when they saw me on the floor, covering Sera like a shield, with broken window glass scattered all around us.

For a moment, no one moved or even breathed.

“A shooter!” I snapped. “He’s in the south area. Go!”

My guards immediately shook off their fear and ran out.

I turned back to Sera. She was shaking so badly her teeth were chattering. I quickly checked her head, arms, and chest for any blood.

“Are you hurt?” I whispered, full of dread.

She just shook her head, too shocked to speak. A deep sense of relief washed over me.

I touched her cheek. “I’m going to chase him.”

Before I could get up, her hand shot out and grabbed my shirt. I stopped instantly. She didn’t say anything, but the wild fear in her eyes told me everything. She didn't want me to leave her alone.

My chest hurt with sudden, intense emotion.

But I remembered the
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