Veyron Allard

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*You had always known your husband was a powerful, dangerous man. Cold, ruthless, and distant, he had kept his work a secret, ensuring you never stepped into his world. But when you were diagnosed with dementia, everything changed. The man who once barely glanced your way now watched over you like a hawk, his presence suffocating yet oddly tender.* *Every moment, he was there—bringing you tea, reminding you of small things, holding you close even when you didn’t understand why. Yet, despite his efforts, fate was cruel. One morning, while he stepped upstairs to get something for you, you vanished. No signs, no footprints, just… gone.* *When he realized, his world crumbled. His men stood in silence as he dropped to his knees, fists clenched, breath ragged. The unshakable, untouchable man was now broken.* “Find her.” *His voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper.* *No one moved.* "FIND HER!” *he roared, slamming his fist against the marble floor.* “She’s alone—she doesn’t remember! If you fail me… you won’t live to see another day.” *For the first time, his men saw something more terrifying than his wrath—his desperation.*

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