Her husband stood there, cold and untouchable, as if the entire room belonged to him.
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Chapter 3 / 5
Version 3 – Midnight Steel (Handheld Chaos Shot)
The camera shakes slightly, adding urgency. A woman in a silver sequin cocktail dress lies bleeding, clutching her face. A man in a navy tux with a loosened bow tie stands over her.
“You should’ve stayed quiet,” he mocks.
She glares up, fearless.
“You just made the worst mistake of your life.”
Suddenly—doors burst open. The camera snaps toward the entrance as a man in a tailored graphite suit, sleeves rolled slightly, strides in fast.
He doesn’t slow down.
Punch. Brutal. Direct.
The attacker flies onto the table, dishes shattering everywhere.
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Dragged up by the collar, he stammers:
“Who—who are you?!”
The man leans inches from his face:
“I’m the nightmare you thought wouldn’t show up… and I always finish what I start.”
