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2024-10-29 19:42:56The moment the elevator to Zaki's penthouse suite slide open after his long day of photoshoot, a frown framed his handsome face when he saw that his front door stood ajar. He stepped out and covered the short distance to the door, moving cautiously as he did. He knocked. “Freya?” The place was dark, and he heard a noise, but it wasn’t an acknowledgment. He stepped in, still proceeding with caution until he flipped on the lights and reeled with shock.
“What the hell?” he exclaimed.
His central hallway looked like it had been the site of a ticker-tape parade with a dash of something extra. The glossy hardwood floor was littered with scraps of paper and pieces of broken glasses. Moving past that chaos, he marched to his living room and froze. His 82 inches smart TV had been destroyed with a baseball bat, leather chairs had been ripped open with a kitchen knife which still stuck to the bottom of one of the three overturned chairs in the room, and more pape
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