Chapter107 People straight-up enjoying the billionaire bloodbath

Maeve

I was running on fumes, just barely holding on by sheer fucking will.

Silas stared at me, those sharp eyes cracking with something I’d never seen so openly before. His throat worked once, twice.

“Maeve…” His voice came out low and rough, thick with a pain that quickly iced over into somethi...

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