012 High Net Worth
Author: Kaiser Ken
last update2026-07-27 17:28:21
"Put that down before you hurt yourself," Damon said.

He said it the way a man says mind the step—no alarm, no defensiveness, and above all, no apology, which was the only thing that stopped Lucy from screaming again.

"You're threatening the person who just saved your life," he added, "with a letter opener. Sit down. Breathe."

He swung his legs off the bed, walked past the blade as if it were furniture, took an apple from the bowl, and bit into it. The crisp snap filled the silent room.

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