Shadows Of The Forgotten Time
Chapter 3
꧁༺ 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪 ༻꧂ /Author
Hii guys
꧁༺ 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪 ༻꧂ /Author
Let get started
Zaira Veyrin/FL
(murmuring to herself)So you’re the secret they didn’t want anyone to find…
She places her palm against the glass, studying the intricate details of the device. Its surface is engraved with strange symbols, almost like a clock but with no numbers, only shifting, glowing lines that seem to pulse faintly under her touch.
Unknown
I wouldn’t touch that if I were you.
Zaira spins around, her eyes narrowing as a man steps out from the shadows of the room. He’s tall, dressed in a dark, perfectly tailored suit, his presence commanding and dangerous. His piercing midnight blue eyes lock onto hers.
Zaira Veyrin/FL
(coldly)And who are you to tell me what I can or can’t touch?
Zephyrus Valtieri/Night Reaper/ML
(smirking faintly)The man who owns this building. And the man who will decide whether you leave here alive.
Zaira Veyrin/FL
(crossing her arms, her voice steady despite her racing pulse) Zephyrus Valtieri. Should I be impressed that you’ve finally shown yourself? Or concerned that you’ve been spying on me?
Zephyrus Valtieri/Night Reaper/ML
(stepping closer, his tone dark and deliberate)Let’s call it curiosity. You’ve been quite the busy little thief tonight, haven’t you? Breaking into my systems, snooping through my vault… Do you know what kind of man you’re dealing with, Miss Veyrin?
Zaira Veyrin/FL
(raising an eyebrow)I know exactly who I’m dealing with—a man who hides behind shadows and myths. You think I’m scared of you? I don’t cower to men like you
Zephyrus Valtieri/Night Reaper/ML
(laughing softly, his smirk widening)Bold. I like that. But boldness without caution? That’s a mistake you won’t survive.
He steps closer, his towering figure just inches away from her. Zaira stands her ground, her heart pounding, though she refuses to let it show. His eyes flicker to the device behind her.
꧁༺ 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪 ༻꧂ /Author
Hope you all like the chapter
꧁༺ 𝓒𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪 ༻꧂ /Author
See you soon till then
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