Chapter 11 - The Inheritance of Shadows

The dead tone of the disconnected call hummed softly from the phone speaker before fading into absolute silence. Julian lowered his hand, his dark eyes fixed on the blank screen as the weight of Viktor’s words settled over the penthouse. The morning sun was now fully breaching the horizon, casting sharp, brilliant shafts of golden li
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