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Voss-Wolfe

Hazel Wolfe

The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime, and I swear the air changed the moment Tristan and I stepped out. It felt heavier—like it was laced with judgment, curiosity, and veiled whispers all at once.

We had entered the top floor of Voss International Headquarters—the empire my g...