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... able, expensive, and quietly threatening. His London residence was no different, a perfect mirror of the New York mansion he’d grown up in: polished, pristine, and saturated with the kind of old-money dominance that didn’t need to raise its voice to be heard.
But tonight, something in the air felt... off.
The halls were too still, their silence pressed tight and unnatural, like the whole house was holding its breath. Shadows crawled across the marble floors, long and deliberate, ...
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