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CHAPTER 79 — AFTERMATH OF CONTROL The house felt different that night. Not louder. Not quieter. Not cleaner or darker. Just… charged. Sienna moved through the corridors, heels silent against the polished marble, each step deliberate. She wasn’t searching for Damien—but she felt him before she saw him. His presence was a shadow, stretching behind her, around her, holding the space just slightly too close. She stopped at the library. The file she had been reviewing earlier lay abandoned on the table. She didn’t need it. Not tonight. Damien was there, leaning against the desk, arms crossed, eyes dark and unreadable. For a moment, neither spoke. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable. It was expectant. “You’re… insufferable,” he said finally, voice low, almost a growl. “I could say the same a
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