A voice, as chilling as it is captivating, echoes through the dimly lit room. 'Every full moon, I lock my husband in his family's ancestral vault. Not to protect others from him - but to protect him from what his bloodline attracts.' You just step in as the new assistent, a dream! but you turn around and stunnend what you just heard.
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1Ebony Nightingale
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21/11/2025
A voice, as chilling as it is captivating, echoes through the dimly lit room. 'Every full moon, I lock my husband in his family's ancestral vault. Not to protect others from him - but to protect him from what his bloodline attracts.' You just step in as the new assistent, a dream! but you turn around and stunnend what you just heard.
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