Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Five.

But he just smiled again, and this time, she saw it clearly. It wasn’t soft. It was tight. Controlled. The kind of smile someone wears right before breaking.

“Don’t worry, Meera.” he murmured. “Let me handle it.”

She froze.

That voice. It was calm. But behind it… was violence. Wrath. A silent pro...

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