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Chapter 27

Auteur: Lady-Noir
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-23 10:21:55

Ravelle’s steps felt slightly lighter as she entered Erlan’s private office located on the top floor of a skyscraper in the central business district. The room was very spacious, dominated by obsidian tones and dark wood, with dim lighting that created an atmosphere both intimidating and extremely secure.

“Sit down, Vel,” Erlan said as he closed the thick teak door, ensuring the automatic locking system was activated. He removed his flannel shirt, leaving only a tight black T-shirt that clearly
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