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... oft hum of the estate’s climate control and the occasional crackle from the fireplace.
Arthur reclined in his high-backed leather chair, a glass of deep red wine swirling untouched in his hand.
The vibrant liquid caught the dim light, casting fractured reflections across his polished mahogany desk. freewёbnoνel-com
Outside, the moon hung like a silver bullet hole in a black canvas sky, its cold light slicing through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The grounds of Osb ...
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