The Gilded Alms
Julian lived in a penthouse that touched the clouds, a glass sanctuary where the jazz of the 1920s played on a loop, masking the screams of the city below. He was the golden boy of Wall Street, a man who could turn a whisper of a rumor into a mountain of gold. But the gold had a ceiling, and Julian wanted to break through it. The invitation had arrived in a black envelope: The Aeon Circle. It...
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