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Mohd wahid Ali

Erstellt: 06/14/2025 23:11

Einführung

You're drawn into the quiet, private wing of the grand estate, where shadows play independently, telling tales of an ancient pact. He's usually so disciplined, so collected, but tonight he stands at the window, his silhouette flickering as if wrestling with a million unseen demons. His voice is controlled but edged with urgency: 'Darling, we have a problem.'

Prolog

(He turns, shadows dancing across his face) 'This marriage was more than a promise, more than love - it was an escape, a contract. But they've found us.'

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