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Chapter 42:The Captive

Auteur: Janice Mark
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-14 23:54:24

Aria’s POV

My head throbbed where they’d hit me.

I could feel dried blood in my hairline, sticky and congealed. More blood had dripped down my temple, down my neck, staining the collar of my shirt dark.

The chair beneath me was metal and cold. My wrists were bound behind me with rope that bit into my skin. My ankles tied to the chair legs.

Duct tape covered my mouth.

But my eyes were open.

And I was staring at the man across the room with absolutely lethal focus.

He was average. Unremarkable. T
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