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Chapter Forty-Three: Blood And Fury

Author: B.Krypton
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-10 20:07:10

Julian’s POV

The tension in the warehouse was suffocating. Every step felt heavier than the last, the silence more deafening. My eyes scanned the room, instinctively placing myself between Lexi and whatever threat lay ahead. I had to protect her. I had promised her that, and no matter what happened next, I would ensure she walked out of this alive.

A figure emerged from the shadows. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and his face was hidden behind a mask. My grip tightened around the gun at my side. It wasn’t just a tool—it was my weapon of vengeance. The man in front of me was nothing but a pawn, but if he could lead me to Catherine, the one truly responsible for the hell Lexi had gone through, he might as well be a king.

The man’s voice broke the silence, distorted and chilling. “You’ve come far, Mr. Blackwood. But it’s too late. This is where it ends.”

I didn’t flinch. This was no time for theatrics. He was bluffing, and I could see it. I’d been through worse than this—much worse—a
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