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The Price of Silence

Author: Jenne Lopes
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-16 07:57:28

Aria

A pair of men in black suits materialized, their towering presence casting an ominous shadow. Their icy, predatory gazes gave me cold shivers, and I caught the flicker of fear in Zara's eyes.

Then, like a dark tide of sin and danger, more men emerged from the shadows, their very presence radiating an unsettling aura of trouble. A tense silence enveloped the strip club, broken only by the faint rustling of clothing and the clinking of glasses as the patrons and staff, without a word, slipped away like shadows into the night. It was as if they all understood an unspoken rule: when trouble comes knocking, it's best to make a swift exit and avoid its menacing grasp.

My breath caught in my throat as a chilling laugh echoed through the room. Viktor, a sinister smile on his face, stepped forward, his presence casting a pall over the bar.

"Well, well, well," he drawled, his voice dripping with malice. "What a lovely little reunion we have here. How touching."

Zara's face contorted with r
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