The world came back to Serena in fragments—blurred lights, muffled sounds, the lingering sting of fear. When she was dragged back from the bar, she was thrown once again into the dimly lit room that smelled faintly of dust and antiseptic. Her limbs felt foreign, heavy, as though she were moving underwater. The drug coursing through her veins still dulled her strength, leaving her unable to resist.From the corner, she could hear Matheo’s voice—low, composed, and calculating—as he spoke on the phone.“Two hours,” he said. “Have the jet ready.”Two hours. That meant by the time the city fully woke, she would already be gone. Her pulse quickened with the realization.She was still dressed in the same outfit she had worn to the bar—a fitted black dress, creased now from the struggle. Matheo hadn’t even allowed her to change, likely so no one would recognize her on the way out. Every detail had been thought through; the man was precise, methodical… dangerous.“The thing on your stomach,” he
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