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Chapter 16 ii

Damon sat stiffly across from his father in the dimly lit study, his hands clasped together so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His muscles were wound like steel cords, tension radiating from every inch of his frame. The room smelled of aged wood, whiskey, and the faint lingering scent of cig...

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