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The Danger Approaches

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-04-11 06:56:01

Victoria barely had time to react before the Duke spun around, his eyes narrowing with a sense of urgency. The sound of the crash echoed in the stillness of the hallway, followed by frantic footsteps that grew louder with each passing second. Her pulse quickened as the Duke’s hand gripped her wrist, pulling her toward a nearby room.

“Stay close to me,” he said, his voice low, edged with a tension that she had never heard before.

Victoria’s mind raced. What was happening? The peaceful atmosphere
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