Chapter 8
Sebastian stood in the doorway, his frame filling the entire entrance. He looked like a god of vengeance.
For a split second, no one moved. The only sound was my muffled sobbing.
Then, he moved.
It wasn't a run; it was a predatory surge of motion. In two long strides, he crossed the tiled floor, ...
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3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
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8. Chapter 8
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