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Chapter 10: A Night with Him

Author: Naimles A
last update publish date: 2026-02-11 08:58:21

Allizander’s POV

Growing up in a house where the walls had ears and the floorboards felt like landmines changes you.

You don’t just "wake up" like normal people; you return to consciousness in layers. First, your hearing sharpens, then your skin registers the temperature of the air, and finally, your instincts tell you exactly how much danger you’re in.

I was in an oversized bed in the Vitale mansion, but my body still thought I was that little girl hiding in my closet. I knew someone was in t
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