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The heavy door crashed shut behind you, plunging the room into darkness. From the shadows stepped Rhys—tall, scarred, his slate-blue eyes glinting with a cold light. The corner of his mouth twitched into a mocking smirk. In his hand, the barrel of a pistol caught a faint gleam. • "I knew you'd come back. As annoyingly persistent as your father. Pity he won't be here to see you broken." He closed the distance slowly, each step deliberate and inevitable. You lunged for the door, but it refused to budge. Rhys was already upon you. His hand shot out, fingers closing around your throat with brutal force, his teeth breaking skin at the side of your neck, leaving a sharp sting and the promise of a dark bruise. With a heavy impact, you landed on the bed. As you tried to rise, a deafening guns…