The Dark Embrace

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ace for what seemed like the hundredth time. The café was quiet, save for the occasional clink of cups and the

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e commanding the attention of everyone in the room. His tailored suit fit him perfectly, exuding

s, cold man who ruled the underworld. Abraham was a name that people feared, a name that ma

machine in an attempt to steady her breath. Sh

Zarah's hands gripped the counter tightly, her pulse quickening as he

ffee," he said, his e

me out, shaky and soft.

. The weight of his gaze was unbearable, like he was studying her, probing her every thought, every emotion

e contact made Zarah's breath hitch. Abraham's eyes darkened for a moment

cup. He turned, walking to a table in the corner, but not before

ed by the world. But Abraham... He had seen her. And now, she couldn't escape the feeling that he w