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Chapter 53

-Alex's POV-

Eight years old.

That was the first time the crimson color of blood stained my world. It wasn't a scrape from a fall, a burst lip from a careless tumble. No, this blood flowed freely, painting a gruesome scene etched forever in my memory.

win I wasn't supposed to see it. Tucked away in a forgotten corner of my father's study, hidden amongst towering bookshelves and leather-bound tomes, I became an unwilling witness. The man on the floor wasn't fighting back. There was no struggle, no desperate pleas for mercy. Just a look of utter defeat etched on his face, his eyes wide and vacant, staring sightlessly into the distance.

dripping with a crimson stain that mirrored the spreading pool beneath the man's body. A guttural growl ripped from his throat, a sound primal and terrifying. "Get him out of my sight!"

word, they grabbed the now lifeless body. the man's limbs dangling limply as

a strange calmness washed over me. Curiosity, perhaps, or maybe a sense of detachment that shielded me from the horrific scene

raw anger, echoed as he addressed someone unseen. "Where

want to find me but right under his nose but even at my age, I understood the term, keep your friends close and my enemies closer. Damon Thome was a man I considered my enemy right from the moment he laid his hand

boomed once more, "Find him!" But they did. Training, Moulding. Shaping me into a reflection of his own monstrous being. Anything but that. I was never going to be like him. 1 would be just like her. So I would hide

the shadows, a new conversation snagged my attention, anchoring me to

my m

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creeping up her cheeks stood in front of me. I hadn't

walked in silence but

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