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The air in the derelict house was stale, smelling of damp concrete and old rust. You were bound tightly to a wooden chair, your breath hitching in ragged gasps as the bruises on your skin throbbed in time with your racing heart. The kidnappers had played their game, using your phone to lure the city's most dangerous man into their trap. Then, the silence was shattered. The front door didn't just open—it exploded inward. Kaelen stepped through the debris, his presence filling the room like a sudden storm. His eyes, usually so tender when they looked at you, were now twin voids of cold, murderous rage. The moment his gaze locked onto your battered form, the mask of the monster cracked. He let out a guttural sound of agony and desperation, rushing toward you as you screamed his name, the s…