The young Master's little prey

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smart gate recognized his car and opened, allowing him access to the compound. He halted before the main entrance of the mansion, w

ding to the magnificent sitting room of the mansion. In the room stood a one-eyed

ulius inquired, glancing at

," Rufus

into the basement of the mansion, a vast and empty space. They approached a section of the wall to open a hidden door that appeared

e, and blood continued to drip from injuries he had sustained from brutal whip lashes. He sat there, trembling, his gaze fixed on th

ding thud, intensifying the terror etched on the man's face. Julius's presence was suffocating, and every heartbeat resonated with fear as he bore

icy control of Julius and reinforced by the silent authority of Rufus. Their descent into darkness was not just literal but also figurative, s

r, approaching menacingly. However, his concentration was interrupted by a series of beeps from his phone. Annoyed but curious, he checked the messages from his grandmother, his irritation melting into a chilling smile directed at the man. "Consider yourself lucky to pas

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home. The truth weighed heavily on her: soon, she would likely be homeless. Her father, Robert Wilson, had made living in the Wilson residence unbearable. For reasons unknown to her, he had arranged her marriage to Charles Bleiz, a notoriously ruthless man, dismis

ented to her-either marry Charles Bleiz or risk disownment-Judy's sheltered upbringing made the thought of homelessness unthinka

ow would bring her before the judges. This critical moment would shape her future and determine how far she could

back to reality. Dazed and shocked, she found herself frozen in place, star

ruthless demeanor, he held a personal principle against causing harm to innocent individuals. Frustrated, he pondered why anyone would position themselv

He had more pressing matters than dealing with an accident, especially with a grandmother eagerly awaiting