Anya's Capture

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Chapter Fifty Three Third Person Pov Staring at the woman dead at my feet, Cade turned his head to stare at the man on a complete facial mask before him, staring at him with rose piercing gray eyes of his. He didn't know how he made that possible since gray was like the second most boring color in the whole world but it was, his stare felt way too intense to simply be called boring. “So you have no clue whatsoever on where she went?" He asked for the tenth time and the man nodded in agreement. Sighing, he pinched the bridge of his nose in pure annoyance. “How hadn't it occurred to you to keep an eye on her movements just as you were asked to do?" Darnell queries, his eyes blazing with pure rage and Cade had to sigh internally, at least someone else felt the frustration he was feelin

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