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27: Late Night Comfort
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2025-03-27 08:28:03The estate was silent.
Not the kind of silence that came with unease but the calm, undisturbed hush of the night, blanketing everything in stillness.It was nearly 1 AM when Luca finally pulled into the long driveway, his car slipping past the towering gates with ease.The prototype was secure, locked away in one of his hidden warehouses—untouched, untraceable, his. He had made sure of it.Now, he was home.As he stepped inside, the air was warm, carrying the faint, comforting scent of vanilla and something uniquely Maria.The security lights outside cast long shadows through the halls, but inside, the mansion was steeped in darkness, except for the soft golden glow spilling from their bedroom.Luca entered soundlessly, his body moving with the predatory grace that came naturally to him.The tension in his muscles should have still been there after the night’s events—the hunt, the kill, securing what was his
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