Dublin, Mexico. A month later... Night had already settled over the city, wrapping the skyline in deep shadows broken only by scattered lights from distant buildings and the faint glow of passing traffic below. From the upper floors of Zavier's penthouse, the world seemed far away- small, muted, almost irrelevant. Inside, the apartment carried its usual stillness. Zavier preferred it that way. The vast space of the penthouse was dimly lit, only a few recessed lights illuminating the sleek, modern interior. Glass walls overlooked the city, reflecting faint silhouettes of the furniture inside. Everything was precisely placed, untouched by clutter or unnecessary decoration. It was a space designed for control, not comfort. The comfort which he provided to Aria a month ago. It's been a whole month that she was gone and now his usual life was back on the track. A lots of work, with responsibilities, blood, gore and weapons. The walls of coldness around him again came up right after a
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