∆NO POV∆"I said stay away from him," Zachary frowned, his voice sounded low enough to make the room itself feel colder.The intruder smiled faintly afterward before slowly removing his hand from Ezekiel’s jaw. "Well," he murmured softly. "You truly came running for this fragile thing..." Zachary stepped further into the room immediately. The gun never lowered. His entire posture had changed now, sharp, tense, and terrifyingly focused. Every instinct inside him seemed locked entirely onto the creature standing beside Ezekiel’s bed. The air in the room grew heavier, thick with unspoken violence and barely contained fear."How did you even get inside this mansion?" Zachary asked coldly.The intruder ignored the question completely. Instead, his crimson gaze drifted lazily back toward Ezekiel again, studying him with unsettling fascination, as if he were something rare and delicious he wanted to savor."You should feel honored," he whispered softly, his voice like velvet wrapped aroun
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