Owned by the Five Dominant Masters
Her heart was still thundering, not just from the near-fall, but from this sudden, overwhelming proximity.
"I knew it was damaged, but it was the only chair available, Young Master," Moza answered, trying to steady her breathing.
Rezon stared at the shattered plastic chair for a moment before shifting his gaze to the unfinished curtain. Without a word, he stepped forward and easily climbed onto the wooden ledge near the window.
Moza could only stand there, frozen, watching his efficient movements. Standing well over 180 centimeters, a task that was nearly impossible for her appeared effortless for him.
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