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“F**k.” Dalton’s curse sliced through the chaos, and in the blink of an eye, his entire demeanor shifted. His posture stiffened, his muscles tensing as if some unseen force had triggered a primal instinct within him. His once warm, intense gaze turned cold, razor-sharp, and calculating.

I followed his gaze upward, my breath catching in my throat as cracks began to form across the ceiling, jagged and ominous, like a deadly spider’s web. Dust and dirt began seeping through the cracks, signaling an impending collapse. My heart pounded harder in my chest, the once surreal, intimate moment now replaced by a wave of panic.

Before I could even process what was happening, the ceiling above us buckled, and in an instant, everything went dark as debris rained down upon us.

I couldn’t scream. There wasn’t enough time to react before the explosion detonated, sending a force so powerful it hurled us both to the ground. The windows shattered in a thousand shards, sending glass flying across the ro
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