Chapter 4 - A Dangerous Secret Shared Inside The White Marble Suite

With shaking knees, Harper slowly rotated, letting the fabric of her uniform fall back against her battered, bruised shoulders.
Gabriel stepped closer, his heavy leather shoes clicking rhythmically against the floor until he stood only a few inches away.
He didn't touch her, but his eyes tracked every single fracture line, welt, and healing scar with chilling, analytical precision.
“Who did this to you?” Gabriel demanded, his voice dangerously soft, carrying the terrifying weight of an executioner's verdict.
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“N-no one, sir,” Harper stammered, her voice cracking as hot tears spilled over her eyelashes and tracked down her cheeks.
“Do not lie to me in my own house,” Gabriel warned, his dark eyes narrowing into dangerous, unyielding slits.
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