Her embrace offered a hint of relief, a balm to his inflamed senses. Marcus hesitated, granting Rhea a sliver of hope. Had she succeeded?

Her hope, however, was abruptly shattered when his hand clamped onto her throat, the veins on his hand bulging out.

“It seems like you have a death wish. I’ll grant it for you,” he snarled.

“Ugh…

Marcus’ grip intensified, and Rhea gasped for breath like a fish out of water, teetering on the precipice of death.

“Marcus, I… Let go…of me…

voice was growing faint, and the edges of her consciousness were beginning to blur. Only

I will… leave

tall amidst the darkness, his

her inability to discern his features, Rhea could feel the menace emanating from him

leaving the silk scarf that had fallen from her neck in her haste to escape.

would seal her

had evacuated the

his burning eyes shut, cursing the torment that was threatening

hurriedly made her way to

to Marcus? She had received an unusual

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