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Chapter 7 7

Word Count: 522    |    Released on: 06/01/2026

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ing! Why a

to confront t

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cusations. Microphones were thrust

. He saw the fear in her posture. Instinct kicked in. He took a ste

movement. Her

rper s

herself forward out of the wheelch

iled, curling into a

e dropped to his knee

eraphina. She... she pushed past me.

away. But the implication was clear. She

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der

ttack

Seraphina. His eyes

he roared. Haven'

had loved for three years. He was cradling the woman

ina said. Her voice was ba

ard, blocking her path. The reporters were push

Harper back into the elevator. He shoved his way throu

was trying to back up, but she

acle between him and safety for Harper. He exte

e as

shoulder. It wasn't a gentle push.

ed marble. And nearby, a janitor's buc

ipped on th

ll bac

ina saw the ceiling lights spinn

nder her. He surged upward, reaching out his hand t

bbing his pant leg with a vice-lik

hesitated. Just for a

ction wa

a hit th

corner of the reception desk with a si

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