When Christian stormed into the villa, the entire house fell deathly silent. The frigid air hung thick with suffocating stillness, and for the first time, he felt just how oppressive this lavish home truly was.
His footsteps froze dead in their tracks the very next second.
Right at the edge of the flower bed, a dark, crusted pool of blood slammed into his line of sight without warning.
His heart clenched violently, as if squeezed tight by an invisible fist, and pure terror surged through every vein in his body.
"Why is there so much blood? What the hell happened here?!" Christian roared, his voice cracking with unbridled panic.
He lost all control and lunged forward like a man driven mad, his throat raw with desperate urgency.
"Hazel! Hazel, where are you?!" he screamed, spinni
