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Chapter 7

مؤلف: Khalicy.P
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-04-02 17:27:34

VINCENT’S POV

The halls were too quiet. Everyone had gone to their rooms, but I couldn’t sleep. My head was a storm, and the only thing that made sense right now was the half-empty bottle in my hand.

I stopped in front of Liam’s door and knocked once. He opened it, looking tired but calm. “You’re still awake?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” I said and walked in without waiting.

His room was simple. He gave me a look that said he knew I didn’t come to talk about the weather. I dropped into a
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  • Throne of Desires: My uncle, My sinful mate    Chapter 108

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