Chapter 100

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“The Mask Slips”

Lucian POV

The elevator hummed as it descended to the private parking lot. My reflection stared back at me in the mirrored walls,sharp, cold, and detached. I had perfected the look over years of boardroom battle, the tailored suits, the impassive face, the aura of someone who never faltered....

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