Dark Allegiance
They were watching his slow, quiet unraveling.
By the time the sun began to set, the apartment was filled with long, cold shadows. The orange light of the sunset bled across the marble floors like spilled paint.
Luca sat in the dark living room, his knees pulled to his chest on the massive leather sofa. He didn't turn on the lights. He just watched the city transition from day to night, the towering skyscrapers lighting up one by one like a cold, artificial constellation.
He was waiting.
He hated himself for it, but his ears were tuned to the sound of the foyer, waiting for the soft chime of the elevator, waiting for the heavy, measured footsteps of the man who had locked him in this iron ci
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