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Pieces of the Puzzles

Snarling, the man turns on his heel, his harsh footsteps echoing through the lavish room.

The ornate chandelier above sways slightly, casting flickering shadows across the marble floor.

He glances back, his jaw clenched and tosses the invitation to the ground, the heavy parchment fluttering like a wounded bird before settling at the feet of the polished table.

"She better prepare herself for the world of pain I'm going to unleash on her," he mutters under his breath, fury coursing through him.

Shaking his head, he quickly strides to the entrance of his estate _why can't she just take instructions? Why is it so hard to do what I say?!_

He rubs his temples, trying to quell the rising tide of anger.

Meanwhile, in the shadows of the room, the maid Layla hired—Sarah—watches with a sly smile.

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