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Chapter 11- My Alibi

I stared at the locked door like it had personally insulted me.

The audacity.

The sheer, unfiltered audacity of that man.

He wasn’t just a bodyguard—he was a tyrant with a six-pack. A dictator in black. And now, apparently, a goddamn jailer.

I let out a guttural scream and shoved off the floor, ...