Chapter 32: The Breaking Point. Dontrell’s pov

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I heard her scream before I even had a chance to react, the sound piercing through the s****l tension we’d been caught in. The shock of it sent my body into full alert, my muscles tight, adrenaline flooding my veins as I sat up on the bed, my eyes darting to the balcony she pointed frantically toward. “What is it?” I asked, my voice sharp with concern. My desire still burned, but her fear cut through it." "Someone's on the balcony," she shouted, her voice trembling, grabbing the duvet and wrapping it around herself. Her chest heaved, face pale with terror. I shot up from the bed, the rage I’d felt a second ago gone in an instant, replaced by instinct. I rushed to the balcony, sliding the glass door open with force and stepping onto the cool, concrete floor. I scanned the darkness outsi

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