Marked by Quiet
Maddox Moretti didn’t need to speak to command fear. His presence alone was enough. Tall, sharp, dressed in black like the night followed him wherever he went. His gaze swept the room once—cold, calculating, lethal. Men lowered their heads. Conversations died mid-sentence. No one breathed too loud. Until… His eyes stopped. On her. Small. Tense. Shaking. A girl who clearly didn’t know where she was. Or who he was. And instead of anger… Something unfamiliar flickered in his chest.
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Maddox Moretti didn’t need to speak to command fear. His presence alone was enough. Tall, sharp, dressed in black like the night followed him wherever he went. His gaze swept the room once—cold, calculating, lethal. Men lowered their heads. Conversations died mid-sentence. No one breathed too loud. Until… His eyes stopped. On her. Small. Tense. ...Read more