19-We Are His Prisoners

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Love Cameron: I've been on edge since that camera caught my eye. Without directly asking, I feigned interest in the painting. Making it seem like I was just admiring the painting. Back in my room, I meticulously scanned for more cameras, but luckily, there were none upstairs. Despite this, my unease lingered, fueled by thoughts of what might be captured in the living room. I started devising a plan to get out of this situation. He hadn't changed; it was all an act. He'd return to his hotel, watch the footage of us on camera, and gauge how much of his deception we fell for. Anger and fear welled up inside me. "The lunch is ready," came a knock on the open door, and I turned to see Kage, leaning against the door frame with a grin. "Kids are a breath of fresh air. They have a way of lifti

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