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... gle glance—sharp, cold, and commanding enough to stop a heart.
He must have sensed it... that flicker of murderous intent I could no longer suppress.
Well, I’m no professional killer. I don’t know how to hide my hatred or bury it behind a polite smile. Acting has never been one of my strengths.
From the moment I laid eyes on Cassel’s father and his half-brother, my facade shattered. Every ounce of contempt, every shard of loathing—I let it show.
They were the reas ...
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