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作者: AURORA STORM
last update 公開日: 2026-07-06 21:52:18

Marciano

The shot echoes as a bullet digs into my right shoulder, sending me two steps backward.

Damn it.

A loud shrill follows as my gaze unfocuses for a second while I press my palm over the bullet wound.

Ronan didn’t shoot me, a loose-hand lackey of his did, and he pays for it instantly as a shot flies right past my ear into his throat.

I don’t look back to check who took the shot as everyone raises their gun higher, each barrel finding its preferred target.

I finally take mine out and pre
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Mel Villanueva
Sooo cheesy chapter hahaha.
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Book Worm
Hello author , can we go back to getting double updates per day ? Things are truly starting to get interesting.
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Vanessa Carvalho
More… It’s taking too long between updates
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