Marcus was seated on a black leather sofa, his upper body bare, his muscular form on full display. His clothing lay nearby.

Harlan’s eyes narrowed as he examined Marcus’ wounded arm.

“Your injury is more severe than I anticipated.”

He had been dispatched by Victor to assess Marcus’ condition.

“It’s been poisoned by Bloody Herb,” he continued, sitting opposite Marcus, hands resting on his knees.

“We haven’t yet developed a treatment. You’ll have to endure it for now. You may need to remain on Raven Island for a while. You’re well aware of the complexity of Bloody Herb.”

Marcus remained silent as Derek approached to dress the wound. The festering injury and surrounding skin were a gruesome sight. Derek’s face betrayed his revulsion as he bandaged the wound with the utmost care.

a glass with brandy and took

surprised that Bruce would inflict such cruelty on you,” he said, his voice tinged with

training on Raven Island, he nearly fell off a cliff. You were the one who reached out without hesitation, saving

inhaled deeply, his face betraying

a feeling about

her. Even during their more intimate moments, he would keep a shirt on. A memory

showered him with praise and rewarded him with a model airplane. As he was about to give it

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eyes had been filled

a deep unwillingness to be overshadowed by Marcus.

Jonah appeared indifferent to wealth and success, he harbored ambitious plans to

vest, and overcoat, then stepped out

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