Deception's Web
g recently. As she dusted a shelf in his immaculately organized study, a glint of gold caught her eye. Tucked away behind a stack of leat
elaborate prank, meticulously planned and executed on unsuspecting victims. Rosheena's heart hammered against her ribs as she devoured the ch
armless escapades, now reeked of a twisted mind. The way he spoke of his "vict
nister hue. His possessiveness, the veiled threats disguised as concern, th
icitly, was a stranger, a predator hiding behind a mask of charm. A tremor ran thro
et out. Her mind raced, searching for an escape plan. The diary, clut
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