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CHAPTER 27: THE VELVET MALICE

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-01 23:30:22

~MAYA~

"Switch back with her tonight," Victoria repeated, her voice a soft, razor-sharp whisper that cut through the quiet hum of the medical monitors.

My breath caught in my throat. I sank back against the cushions of the velvet armchair, my fingers clutching the silk of my slate-grey robe until my nails dug into my palms. Through the adjacent viewing glass, Williams was resting peacefully, his chest rising and falling beneath his sterile sheets. He was safe only because Julian’s money kept
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