Tanish's POV
The heavy iron gates of my mansion swung open with a familiar, low hum, but today the sound felt like a warning bell. I gripped the steering wheel of the SUV until my knuckles turned white as I pulled up the winding cobblestone drive. To the world, this was a landmark of power, but to me, it was just a gilded cage that was about to get a lot more crowded.
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