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2024-10-29 19:42:56The moon’s cold light illuminated the starry sky, making it a picture-perfect view. I stood on the deck of the ship, watching it while trying to extinguish the flame of worry in my chest. But no matter what I told myself. I was unable to remove the feeling of incoming doom. Maybe it was caused by the event I had to attend. It was an auction where people would bid for ancient relics. However, the host and the other guest weren’t people with ordinary backgrounds. They were people from the underworld, politicians with power, CEOs of high–priced companies and some historians. At first look, at least, but I doubted any innocent historian would attend an occasion like this. They mostly reminded me of devoted fanatics.
‘’What are you thinking about?’’ A man’s hands wrapped around my waist while I was lost in thoughts. I lowered my gaze in disapproval and tried to free myself from his grasp.
‘’What are y
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