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Chapter 245: The Red Room
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... is sick, twisted mess had to stop. Whatever these people were into, it was heinous, wrong, and way past the line, especially with no consent.
My blood boiled just looking at them—the suits sipping wine, the workers playing along, the girl on the couch fighting for nothing. I was done watching. The aura flared wider, buzzing in the air, my aura twitching at my fingertips, ready to rip through the room and end it.
Lyra stood beside me, her hand still on my arm, and she froze as the ...
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