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Chapter 7

Word Count: 779    |    Released on: 23/10/2026

s back toward still‑shrieking Donit

y avoided physical contact, yet their massive frames built an im

ed, voice shredded by raw panic. Half‑escorted by security she stumbled out through double doors. Mom

quiet settled o

ss Aubusson rug - a near‑reverential posture no li

upon his knee. Movements clinically precise, yet warmth of his fingers seeped throu

d away from an

Antone's head bowed, dark crown‑hair close

heart hammering hard beneath ribs. She kept v

his father's health is failing. Inside Grandpa's memory Byron remains only a little b

y around her ankle before settlin

er like ancient judge. Disgust in his gaze targe

t you riding, marksmanship, self‑defense. He did not raise y

ropped onto skirt‑fabric. "I have on

inside him: to seize her chin and force her gaze upward. Beneath that impulse stirred darker predatory instinct: to

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afternoon. Guarantee Turner medical‑wing receives unres

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ing noticeable limp on cut ankle and followed him out onto

descended marble steps where Maybach idl

d. His gaze traveled down her pale face, lingeri

th latent power. "If I must step foot a third‑time inside your drawing‑room

d in‑front of her body. "Safe journey back to

to Maybach rear cabin, tinted dark‑gl

own oak‑lined drive van

l steps until exhaust hum faded ful

ely; trembling inside fingers dissolved away. She turned toward Adolfo

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lfo. Fetch antiseptic plus athl

moving with fluid effortless grace of ap

t historic carriage‑house. Behind heavy velvet drape

ior, chromoly roll‑cage installed, twin‑turb

black leather driving‑gloves, swapped wool‑skirt for bl

ide carbon‑fiber

ver atop central console

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life shaking carriage‑house rafters, exhau

. Brown eyes entirely stripped of warmth, feral unde

ast you run Byro

d out of barn tearing across private estate‑

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