Chapter 4: Whispers of Betrayal
The mansion’s opulent halls, once a sanctuary of power and passion, now echoed with the ghosts of the previous night’s violence. Blood had been scrubbed from the floors, bodies disposed of in unmarked graves, but the air still carried the metallic tang of death. Lila stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the study, overlooking the sprawling estate grounds, her silk robe clinging to her curves like a second skin. The golden pistol Ethan had gifted her lay on the desk, a gleaming reminder of their twisted anniversary celebration. She traced its barrel absentmindedly, her mind replaying the captive’s final screams mingling with her own moans of ecstasy. It was intoxicating, this blend of love and lethality, but a nagging doubt gnawed at her how long until their enemies closed in tighter?
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