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Chapter 35 — Chaos with a Name and a Scent

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Dmitry was still watching Susan, his body relaxed in the armchair, but his mind alert. Her presence calmed the beast inside him… And, at the same time, provoked it. A paradox he still didn’t know how to manage.

She broke the silence, her voice calm but with a discreet firmness.

“Dmitry… Are you going to give me my things back?”

He tilted his head slightly, eyes narrowing.

“What kind of things?”

“My cell phone. Documents. My entire bag, actually.” She uncrossed her legs, straightening up in the
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