After barking orders left and right, Richard still couldn't sit still. His world - normally measured, controlled, ruthless - felt like it was slipping through his fingers. A man who once ruled chaos now stood swallowed by it. For years, people called him heartless, a machine in human skin. They weren't wrong. But every wall, every ounce of cold logic he'd built around himself, had one crack - and that crack had a name.Annabelle.And tonight, she'd shattered him completely.He stormed down the corridor, the echo of his boots cutting through the silence like gunfire. His shoulders were tight, jaw locked, eyes hard enough to slice through glass. Staff scattered at the sight of him - no one dared meet his gaze. Rage burned beneath his skin, but it wasn't the kind he could aim at anyone. It was helpless, clawing, unbearable.By the time he reached their room, his pulse was a war drum in his chest. He shoved the door open.The room still smelled like her.That soft scent of vanilla and lav
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