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Chapter 34: Aspen Mountain Chalet

Author: Cyril Masina
last update publish date: 2026-06-20 07:13:56

The luxurious private chalet high in the Aspen mountains was buried under fresh powder snow, surrounded by towering pines and silent peaks. Inside, the massive stone fireplace roared, filling the open space with the crackle of burning logs and the rich scent of mulled wine and pine resin. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the moonlit snowy landscape, while the cool mountain air seeped through subtle gaps, creating sharp contrasts with the blazing heat.

Victoria Hale, a 26-year-old American tech h
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