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22: Now I have to hunt you

작가: Miss M Valentine
last update 게시일: 2025-10-20 22:58:59
SANTIAGO’S POV:

It was quiet.

Too quiet.

That was the first thing he noticed before opening the tall double doors.

No soft rustle of silk, no faint hum of the fire, no sign of life. Just silence. Heavy and wrong.

He stepped inside. The fire was still burning – barely – but the room felt cold. Empty.

“Valería?” His voice was calm.

Silence answered him.

His gaze moved to the bed – the sheets untouched. His jacket thrown carelessly on it, discarded.

“Julián,” he called, voice low.

Within s
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