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CHAPTER 18: The Confrontation (Kira POV)

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last update 公開日: 2026-02-06 13:00:38

My foot hovered over the gas pedal, trembling. One twitch and the SUV would lurch forward, into him, over him, past him. Freedom was right there, fifty yards of concrete ramp and then open city. All I had to do was floor it.

I couldn’t make my leg move.

He stood motionless, pale eyes boring into mine through the windshield. No weapon. No enforcers behind him yet. Just him, tall, unyielding, the same cold heir who’d watched Juniper’s fingers tighte

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