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Chapter 6

Word Count: 864    |    Released on: 05/01/2026

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car was suffocating,

didn't

dn't

ainst the leather steering wheel, his jaw wor

low, pathetic sound that grated agains

e said finally, his voice a rough g

e window, watching the city lights blur

sychiatrist,"

to the emerge

y there, securing the perime

r. He helped her out with a tenderne

d my ow

as if my veins wer

o the private

doors slid shut behind

urned

ined anymore. It was twi

her hand an

d sharply off t

e. The sting was sharp, ho

me for the benefit of the nurses outside. "You t

us, catching Sofia as

oked

two chips of

sappointment dripping from his tone. "I thought you had c

cheek. It w

bubbled up

la

ark, jagged thing, and claw

ears streamed down my face, mixing with the dust

ut class while you parade your mistress around like a quee

Dante's chest, burrowing closer. "Dant

face w

his focus shifting entirely to th

!" he roared

d his ba

is shoulder. "Get out of my sight

d her dow

ne in the w

evator

pped

ing off the sight of my husband

against the cool stee

dn't

done c

ack to t

hours. It was the

ed of c

holding a sketchbook I had dropped. He was smiling, that crook

let anyone hu

eam tw

morphed int

s the ex

d my neck was wove

up ga

through the windows, b

. Heavy boots. The sound

obe and walked ou

ying boxes up th

the landing,

vanity," he ordered

ized the

om the gu

?" I asked, my voi

no guilt in his eyes, only

your stunt," he said. "She can't stay at the s

room next to ours

ving in,"

e Villa?

corrected. "Closer to me.

stress into the bedr

ing the las

e," I

as if that made it better.

urse,"

and walked bac

ed the

am. I didn't

loset and pulled

g another night

my soul had f

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