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Chapter 68: Shadows in Pursuit
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The storeroom smelt strongly of blood and gunpowder. In the dim overhead light, long shadows moved across the concrete floor. Standing between two devils, Dysis felt the oppressive pressure upon her chest, knowing that whatever she decided, she would lose something. Alexander Levi's demeanour was a flawless mask of controlled rage, and his icy-blue eyes pierced hers. Under his rolled-up sleeves, the veins in his forearm were visible as his hold on his rifle tightened. Dysis understood that if she didn't talk carefully, there would be no stopping him because he appeared to be a guy on the verge of firing. With a dangerously low voice, Alexander commanded, "Say it again."his voice dangerously low. “You agreed to what?”Dysis's claws dug into her palms as she gulped forcefully. There was nothing she could do. Despite Alexander's brutality, she understood that he would never sacrifice a friend like Lucian when Lucian's life was at stake. She made herself look into his eyes.“I agreed to
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Death, gunpowder, and blood were all strongly scented in the warehouse. Max Carter's lifeless eyes gazed into emptiness as his body remained still. But Alexander barely spared him a glance. His focus was on Dysis—the woman who had just risked everything in a gamble he could not yet understand.John had carried Lucian out, his lifeless body serving as a reminder of how nearly everything had gone awry. Alexander's slow, deliberate breathing was the only sound in the terrible silence that followed the assault. And then, suddenly, he was reaching for Dysis, his fingers firmly around her arm. "Did you mean it?" His voice was harsh, low, and full of barely contained rage. "Did you truly intend to marry Max?" She did not flinch even though Dysis's pulse thundered in her ears. She looked directly into Alexander's cold-blue eyes, which were blazing with a combustible energy.“I was trying to help,” she murmured."Help?" Alexander’s grip tightened. “That was your plan? You thought sacrificin
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Dysis’s heart stilled. "Are you inquiring about my true identity?" she whispered, just loud enough to be audible. Alexander paused, then gradually withdrew his hand, leaving a lingering warmth behind. His face was inscrutable, yet there was a glimmer in his eyes—something contained, something he had been suppressing."You've been looking for solutions," he said smoothly, getting up from the bed and walking toward the mahogany desk in the corner. The faint light from the chandelier created elongated shadows over his face, accentuating his already prominent features. "It’s time you began obtaining them." Her heartbeat roared in her ears. "What are you saying?" He did not respond right away. Instead, he opened a drawer, retrieving a smooth black folder. He paused for just a moment before facing her, his expression inscrutable. "Your father wasn't the sole one hiding things from you." A shiver coursed through Dysis’s body. She gulped nervously, her fingers pressing into the gentle m
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The only sound came from the luxury car's faint hum of the engine. The dashboard was lighted by the golden sunlight as the background metropolis was whirling by. The car stayed frigid despite the nice illumination, which felt oppressive given all the unsaid emotions and sentiments. Dysis sat stiffly next to Alexander, her fingers holding the silky cloth of her dress. She needs to speak. She was about to say something. She felt that every single idea was focused on last night. Her thoughts kept playing on repeat the scorching sensation from his desperate kiss, the way his hands danced under her nightgown, and his harsh touch. Where he marked her still tingled and her body seemed to be on fire. He gave her a cursory look. Alexander was his normal self—expressionless and emotionally cold. Black tailored trousers matched a white button-down shirt that was not fully buttoned. He seemed to be effortlessly gripping the wheel. Hands lying naturally against his knee. His face and features
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