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Chapter 37 Marcus’s Silent Gambit

Author: JDHWS
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The penthouse Kane had provided Marcus was everything a man could dream of—floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the skyline, leather furnishings imported from Italy, and a fully stocked bar with bottles worth more than some people’s annual salary. Yet Marcus sat on the edge of the designer sofa, restless, his glass of bourbon untouched.

For most, this place was luxury. To Marcus, it was a gilded cage.

He rubbed his temples, his mind spinning with the events of the last few weeks. Kane had dragged him deeper into schemes he never wanted to be part of. Marcus had entered Kane’s circle because of ambition, because Kane promised influence and wealth. But now, he was realizing that Kane’s generosity came with invisible chains—chains far stronger than any promise of money.

Kane’s control was everywhere. The bodyguards shadowing him when he went out “for his safety.” The security system installed in his penthouse that Marcus hadn’t requested. The “assistants” Kane assigned him—always polite,
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