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Trapped in Deception

Author: John Authur
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-18 15:27:37
[Sierra POV]

Adrian led me to one of the rooms, helping me sit on the bed.

Dominic was here. Why? My mind raced, spiraling with questions. Shouldn’t he be back in the city? The entire reason I agreed to this trip was to escape his reach, but now he was here too.

And yet, I couldn’t shake the nagging thought—if Dominic recognized me, I should already be dead. Did he not know who I was, or was he playing some twisted game?

“What are you thinking?” Adrian’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. His eyes scanned the passage behind him before narrowing on me, dark and sharp.

“What was that downstairs? Didn’t I tell you not to try anything?” he said, his tone dripping with frustration.

“What do you mean? Is it my fault I stumbled?” I snapped, watching him scoff.

"And why were you trembling anyway? It must be new for you, right? Well, you better get used to it and fast also 'cause now it seems we are going to be stuck here for a while." He said, standing up as he turned to leave.

"This wasn't pa
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