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l who haunted his every waking thought. A ghost in daylight, a scream

in his own circle. And from the darkness beyond his walls, a n

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an's

to-ceiling windows. My pen hovered over the contract for the

, we've ha

bullet. I glanced at him

Wha

me. My name was on the cover, print

o Al-Sharq Holdings. The

afi – my newest pawn, the bit

er slowly, each m

said, voice soft but

t tailored like armor, fury etching every line of

I walked into the grand hall and sat on the antique so

Rafi entered, eyes w

ratama-"

gaze fixed on hi

lain the price

mouth, closed

I did

mpled, blood blossoming on his lip. But the violence left me hol

ied a

my daughter... Vict

-the up-and-coming lord who coveted my territori

ng over Rafi's

ated, voice low and leth

es filled

swear I never

cut in. "I'll deal wit

y pocket. A new messag

. but allies fear the hand that st

throbbed. Zaki appear

g. Our eastern fr

i for a final m

I said quietly. "No be

fueled by a single thought: Victor Arm

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a's

the dim hallway when I heard it-the

e hidden. But my legs carried me forward, as if

e he was-Reyhan Pratama-his fist buried in my father's ja

suit was smeared with dust from th

the marble floor. He sagge

r so slightly. Then he lowered it, as if realiz

torn salwar clinging to my bruised wrists. My ha

me-an

manding fear, widened wi

beat, the w

red through an open

ano

speak. I d

nt exchange, two

cuts deeper

n shadows can still be shaken

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