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Damien

As I navigated the familiar streets leading to Rose's imposing mansion, a tumult of emotions churned within me, each one vying for dominance as I braced myself for the inevitable confrontation that awaited me. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with the weight of unresolved grievances and unspoken truths, as I prepared to face the woman whose influence had cast a long shadow over my past and threatened to do the same to my future.

As I pulled up to the gates of Rose's estate, a surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins, propelling me forward into the lion's den. I squared my shoulders and stepped out of the car, steeling myself for whatever lay ahead as I made my way toward the imposing front door.

Moments later, I found myself standing in the opulent foyer of Rose's mansion, my gaze locked with hers in a silent battle of wills as we sized each other up, each one daring the other to make the first move.

"Well, well, well," Rose purred, her voice dripping with thinly