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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY EIGHT
Author: ERO HAY
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The rooftop was cold and quiet, far high above the lives of the people in the city below. The wind blew fiercely across the building, flapping Devin’s coat as he stood at the edge, his eyes locked on to the helipad where Klaus was expected to arrive.

He had set the bait exactly as Viktor had suggested. A forged note from him that Devin had been caught off guard by him, and he was now injured, alone, and surrounded by nothing, not even his own men.

It didn’t take much to make Klaus greedy. Devin wondered where he got that trait from. Definitely not from the side of the family that they shared.

Devin’s eyes narrowed as the helicopter blades in the distance whirred to life.

Good, it was showtime.

Moments later, Klaus went onto the rooftop like a villain from a comic book, dressed in all black, with fiery energy already burning at his fingertips. He was proud and felt ready to take it all.

This was his moment.

“Well, well, well, cousin.” Klaus sneered, seeing Devin stand at the
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