Chapter 932 Chaos at Midnight

• The city slept, shrouded in silence.
• A cool breeze drifted through the curtains, and dim light spilled faintly into the room, mingling with stifled moans and soft, seductive whispers. The sounds rose and fell like waves on a stormy sea—tossing, rolling, drifting.
• Samuel rolled off Ivanka and reached for a cigarette on the nightstand. He lit it lazily, drawing two slow puffs, letting the white smoke curl into the air. One cigarette afterward, and he felt a bliss rivaling immortality.