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Chapter 9: The New Home

Author: Empress of love
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Miguel's POV

I was up as early as 6 a.m. for my routine jog around the compound and my exercises.

After that, I hit the shower to get ready for another busy day. I adjusted my collar before the mirror, picked up my coat, and threw it on.

I slipped, Killer inside my coat, along with a new pack of cigarettes and a lighter. I buttoned up, straightening my coat, and then headed out of the room.

"Good morning, Mr. Castello," the guards chorused as I stepped out of the room.

"Morning," I mumbled, walking briskly as I went straight to the room on the lower floor where I had taken Ava last night after she slept.

After she attempted to escape, which was luckily hindered by the guards, I realized that keeping her might take extra effort, so I decided to move her to another room with no chance for escape.

A room with no windows or a large air vent. I'd like to see her try to escape this place.

Last night, I had been careless, but that wasn't going to happen again. I wasn't going to let her s
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Ash
and what kind of man pours a bottle of water on her face "bc she was too comfortable."...wtf just put her in a cell and leave her there then.. his whole attitude is not very manly to me
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AbatUngo
If he really was that scary, his guards shouldn’t even dare to touch Ava not even once but it happened twice after his first warning. It only shows he’s not that scary at all lol
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