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Chapter Sixty Seven: Help You Escape

Author: Lia Voss
last update publish date: 2026-07-31 00:35:42

Elena

I sat on the edge of the bed, my hands trembling in my lap, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. The room was silent except for the faint ticking of the clock on the wall. Alessandro had told me to stay here. Do not leave this room. Do not open the door for anyone. I will be back.

But the minutes stretched into an eternity and I could not stop thinking about what was happening downstairs. Malachai was here. The man with the black eyes. The man who had come to buy me like
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