The Billionaire Ex-Wife's Return
It is payback time!
Cynthia Laurent’s comeback is fueled by heartbreak… and a love that won’t let go.
The day she was told she had six months to live, her husband’s betrayal cut deeper than any diagnosis.
While grappling with a brain tumor, Cynthia overheard her stepsister’s cruel confession: “I’m pregnant.”
One look at her husband’s face told her the truth — the affair was real, and the baby was his.
Eight years of marriage, discarded like trash.
Her pleas were met with her mother-in-law’s venom who saw her only as a nanny, a cook, a housekeeper, a cleaner – never a daughter-in-law and her eight-year-old son’s chilling wish for a “new mom.”
Broken and abandoned, Cynthia vanished to Paris, ready to die.
But fate had other plans.
In Paris, three men of immense power burst into her life, claiming to be her brothers and vowed to protect her at all costs. Titans of industry, speed, and medicine, they rebuilt Cynthia from the ground up.
Now, as the Michelin-starred queen of Maison Cynclair, Cynthia returns to the city that destroyed her.
Her ex-husband falls to his knees. “We’re still married,” he pleads.
Her son cries, “Mom, don’t you love me anymore?”
The woman they once broke is gone.
“Thank you for your betrayal,” she replied, calm and clear. “It made me a hundred-million-dollar woman.”
A man’s love fades. An empire? Never.
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Chapter: #250Chapter 250Cynthia's POVPain.That was the first thing I registered when consciousness slowly dragged me back to the surface.Sharp, throbbing pain radiating from the side of my head where I'd been hit.My skull felt like it was splitting open, each pulse of my heartbeat sending fresh waves of agony through my temple.I tried to raise my hand to touch the spot, to assess the damage.But I couldn't move.My arms were stuck.Panic flooded through me instantly, cold and sharp, cutting through the fog of pain.I forced my eyes open, blinking against the dim light, trying to focus.Where was I?The room—no, not a room, a warehouse—was massive, dark, and cold. The kind of cold that seeped into your bones and settled there. High ceilings with exposed beams. Concrete floors. The faint smell of dust and rust and something else I couldn't quite identify.And I was tied to a chair.My wrists were bound tightly behind me, the rope cutting into my skin. My ankles were similarly secured to the ch
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Chapter: #249Chapter 249Kevin's POVI was losing my mind.Completely, utterly losing my fucking mind.I ran through the hospital corridors like a man possessed, my footsteps echoing off the sterile walls, my voice hoarse from shouting."I need to see your security footage!" I demanded at the nurses' station for the third time. "Right now!"The nurse behind the desk—a middle-aged woman with tired eyes and the patience of a saint—looked at me with barely concealed frustration."Sir, I've already told you," she said slowly, like she was talking to a child. "We've called security. They're pulling the footage now. You need to calm down—""Calm down?" I repeated incredulously, slamming my hand on the counter. "My sister is missing! She came into this hospital thirty minutes ago and now she's gone! So no, I'm not going to calm down until someone tells me where the hell she is!"Another nurse—younger, clearly uncomfortable with the confrontation—stepped forward hesitantly."Sir," she said gently, "is it
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Chapter: #248Chapter 248Julian's POVTony’s hips snapped forward one final time, burying himself so deep I felt the blunt stretch echo through every nerve. A broken moan tore out of me as heat flooded inside — hot pulses that made my thighs shake and my toes curl against the sheets. He came with a low, guttural sound against the side of my neck, teeth grazing skin, hips grinding in slow, possessive circles like he was trying to fuse us together permanently.I was still clenching around him when the first aftershocks hit him. His cock twitched hard inside me, spilling another weak spurt, and the sensation tipped me over again. My second orgasm was quieter but deeper, a rolling wave that started in my pelvis and radiated outward until even my fingertips tingled. I spilled untouched between our stomachs, smearing sticky heat across both of us as my body jerked in his arms.He didn’t pull out.Instead he stayed seated deep, softening only gradually while he mouthed wet, open kisses along my throat, m
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Chapter: #247Chapter 247 Nikolai's POVI sat comfortably in the Laurent family's elegant sitting room, a cup of expensive coffee in my hand, listening to Victoria and Helen chat animatedly about Christmas traditions, family stories, and their plans for the day.It was… nice.Warm.The kind of family atmosphere I hadn't experienced in years — not since my father had passed, not since I'd been left alone to navigate the corporate world and the crushing weight of grief. Back then, Christmas had become just another day on the calendar. A date I'd learned to move through efficiently, without sentiment, without the softness that holidays demanded. I'd gotten very good at that — at moving through things without feeling them.Victoria Laurent had embraced me with an openness that still surprised me.She'd insisted I stay for Christmas.Insisted I was "family now."Insisted that a young man like me shouldn't spend the holidays alone.And I'd accepted.Not just because I genuinely appreciated the warmth an
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Chapter: #246Chapter 246 Kevin's POVCynthia was taking way too long.I leaned against the car, checking my watch for the third time in as many minutes, my patience wearing thinner with each passing second. The cold Christmas air bit at the back of my neck, and I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, more out of restlessness than the chill. The hospital parking lot was unusually quiet — just a handful of cars scattered across the asphalt, a lone nurse cutting across the lot with her head ducked against the wind. Everything looked normal. Everything felt wrong.It had been almost fifteen minutes.Fifteen minutes to grab a phone.From a hospital room she'd just been in.Something felt off.In the backseat, Amber was practically bouncing with excitement, his small face pressed against the window, breath fogging the glass in little clouds."Uncle Kevin, can we go now?" he asked for what felt like the hundredth time. "I really, really want to have my Christmas sauce.""Soon, buddy," I said, fo
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Chapter: #245Chapter 245Ethan's POVShit.Cynthia had caught me.Caught me eating her food like a starving man who hadn't seen a proper meal in weeks—which, to be fair, I was.But still.The embarrassment burned hot in my chest.I'd been trying so hard to maintain some semblance of dignity, some remnant of pride.And she'd walked in to find me practically inhaling the chicken sauce she'd made, my eyes closed, savoring every bite like it was the last meal I'd ever eat.Pathetic.But when I looked at her, I saw something in her expression that made the embarrassment fade.She looked… conflicted.Like she had a thousand things she wanted to say but couldn't find the words.Just like me.The silence stretched between us, heavy with everything we weren't saying.And I couldn't take it anymore."I'm sorry," I said.The words came out rough, raw, catching in my throat.Cynthia's eyes widened slightly, her breath catching.She blinked rapidly, fighting back tears.And seeing her like that—on the verge of
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Daddy's Lessons in Pleasure - Erotica Collection
Warning: Extremely explicit. For mature readers only.
If you crave erotica that doesn’t just turn you on but completely blows your mind with its depth, intensity, and heart, this collection is your next obsession.
Daddy’s Lessons in Pleasure is a scorching anthology of interconnected yet standalone erotic tales, woven together by themes of forbidden lust, raw power, and mind-bending passion.
Each story plunges deep into intense, explicit sexual encounters while delivering rich, layered narratives that explore desire, surrender, and emotional entanglement — proving erotica can be as intellectually gripping as it is physically arousing.
The majority of the collection revolves around intoxicating age-gap romances: older, commanding men — billionaires, mentors, mysterious strangers — who awaken the hidden cravings of younger women hungry for experience. From a ruthless CEO introducing an innocent librarian to the dark thrill of contractual BDSM, to a silver-fox professor unraveling his brilliant student’s composure in late-night “tutoring” sessions, these stories revel in the delicious tension of experience meeting curiosity.
Expect unapologetic, detailed smut: rough dominance, slow teasing edging, bondage, spanking, oral worship, orgasm denial, and breathless, sheet-soaking climaxes that leave characters (and readers) trembling. Yet beneath the heat lie deep storylines — moral conflicts, emotional vulnerability, power shifts, and unexpected love — that will linger long after the final page.
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Chapter: Perfect Matches: 3Chapter 3: Liv found Jade at her apartment, flushed and agitated, pacing the living room in bare feet."He asked me to move in," Jade said the moment the door closed. "Sebastian. Said these three weeks have been the most fulfilling of his life. That he can't imagine going back to before.""Scott told me he's falling in love with me." Liv's voice cracked on the last word. "Not the idea of me. The real me."They looked at each other, truth finally spoken aloud."I don't want to switch back," Jade admitted, eyes shining."Neither do I.""What do we tell them?""The truth." Liv exhaled. "That we've found better matches."That weekend, they gathered again — all four, same apartment, same couch, everything irrevocably changed."The month is up," Scott said, voice steady. "Time to decide what happens next.""I don't want to switch back," Jade said immediately. "Sebastian and I fit in ways that surprised us both. Ways I didn't know were possible.""I don't want to switch back either," Liv ad
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Chapter: Perfect Matches: 2Chapter 2: Three weeks in, and everything had changed.Liv met Jade for coffee at their usual corner café, the one with mismatched chairs and sunlight slanting through dusty windows. They ordered the same lattes they always did, but nothing else felt routine anymore."He's incredible," Jade said the moment they sat, voice low and fervent. "Sebastian. God, Liv, the way he makes sex feel like worship, like art, every touch deliberate, every pause calculated to pull something new out of me. I've never felt so... dissected and adored at the same time."Liv's cheeks heated. "Scott is…" She swallowed. "He's brought out things I didn't know I wanted. Things I didn't even know existed inside me. The way he takes control... it's like he sees exactly where I need to be led."They stared at each other across the small table, the implications settling like sediment in still water."We're falling for each other's boyfriends," Jade said slowly."What does that mean?""It means we were with the wro
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Chapter: PERFECT MATCHES: 1Chapter 1 "I think Scott is getting bored with me."Liv looked up from her wine. Her identical twin sister, Jade, stared into her glass, troubled. They sat on Jade's balcony for their Friday ritual, dark hair and green eyes matching perfectly, city lights glittering below."Scott adores you," Liv said. Scott was their older brother's best friend and Jade's boyfriend of two years."He adores sweet, predictable Jade." Jade met her eyes. "What if I want to be more? More like you — confident, uninhibited. You're dating a college professor who probably has these intense, intellectual, passionate nights…""Sebastian's not..." Liv trailed off. Their relationship had settled into long Foucault discussions followed by polite, predictable sex. Passion existed, but lately it felt theoretical."What if we switched?" Jade leaned forward. "Just for a month. We live as each other. Date each other's boyfriends. With their full consent, obviously. An experiment in desire."Liv should have refused. In
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Chapter: Reclaimed: 3Chapter 3: (Ethan’s POV)We stayed at the cabin four extra days. Missed the signing appointment twice. The lawyer finally sighed over the phone and agreed to mail the papers."We should probably tell people," Mara said one morning, standing at the stove in nothing but my oversized shirt, the hem skimming the tops of her thighs, coffee dripping into the pot. Sunlight caught the faint bite marks I'd left on her neck the night before."What exactly do we tell them?""That we're... together? Dating? I don't know what label fits.""How about: we were step-siblings for three years fifteen years ago, our parents lied about everything, we hadn't seen each other since, we inherited a cabin, fucked like animals for a week, and now we're stupidly in love?"She laughed, the sound bright and unguarded. "That'll go over well.""Or we just say we reconnected and leave out the step-sibling part until it comes up organically.""So we lie?""We omit. There's a difference." I crossed the kitchen in two
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Chapter: Reclaimed: 2Chapter 2: (Ethan’s POV)Morning came with tangled sheets and the harsh light of consequences filtering through thin motel curtains."So," Mara said, still wrapped in my arms, her bare breasts pressed warm against my chest, nipples grazing my skin with every breath. "That happened.""Regrets?""No." Her fingers traced lazy circles over my heart. "You?""Not even a little." I kissed the curve of her shoulder, then lower, tasting the faint salt of last night's sweat. "Though we should probably talk about what this means.""It means we have terrible judgment and our parents screwed us up in ways we're still discovering.""Or it means we've always been drawn to each other and finally stopped fighting it."She turned in my arms to face me fully, one leg sliding between mine, thigh brushing my morning erection. "Ethan. We were raised as siblings for three years. Normal people don't…""We weren't siblings. Our parents were married briefly. That's it. No blood, no adoption, nothing permanent.
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Chapter: Reclaimed: 1Chapter 1: (Ethan’s POV)The lawyer’s email was blunt: Your late stepfather’s cabin in Northern Ontario. Joint inheritance. Both signatures required to sell or transfer. Contact Mara Castellano.I hadn’t seen or spoken to Mara in fifteen years. My stepsister for three turbulent years until our parents’ marriage detonated when I was seventeen and she was fifteen. Now we co-owned a remote cabin neither of us had ever visited, 2,400 kilometers north.I called.“Castellano.” Her voice had deepened, turned polished.“Mara. Ethan Rivers.”A beat of silence. “The lawyer said you’d call.”The terms were brutal and simple: both of us had to appear in person to sign the transfer documents within two weeks, or the property defaulted to the province. No exceptions.“We drive up together, sign, sell, split the cash, disappear from each other’s lives again,” I said. “Three days, tops.”After a long pause: “Fine.”Saturday I pulled up outside her Montreal brownstone. Mara stepped out in jeans, leath
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Chapter: Chapter 250: Epilogue.Chapter 250: Epilogue.**Christiana’s POV**Bryan and I sat nestled in the master suite of the Salazar mansion, the golden glow of the bedside lamp casting flickering shadows that danced across the walls like whispered secrets. His gaze hadn’t left me for what felt like an eternity, his eyes tracing every curve of my face with a reverence that made my heart stutter. It was as though he were committing me to memory, as though I were a rare relic he feared might vanish.“What?” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper, a nervous flutter under the weight of his stare.He offered a soft, almost secretive smile, shaking his head. “Nothing. Everything. You.”A flush crept up my cheeks, and I dipped my gaze, but his fingers found my chin, tilting it gently yet firmly until our eyes locked again. His touch was an anchor, grounding me in a way only he ever could.“Christiana,” he said, his voice a low, resonant rumble that sent shivers cascading through me. “Do you know what it was like tha
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Chapter: Chapter 249: Tatiana, Stella, RyanChapter 249: Tatiana, Stella, Ryan**Tatiana’s POV**The merciless sun pressed down on my shoulders, heavy and suffocating, as if it wanted to remind me that grief itself could burn. The cemetery was already filled with people dressed in shades of black and gray, murmuring low condolences, the occasional sound of sniffles carried by the wind. I walked between my parents, my heels sinking slightly into the damp grass.It wasn’t our family we were burying, it was Tony Amazli. Yet the weight in the air was the same: death made no distinction.Two people my mother knew had died in one night, Bella Calamida and Tony Amazli. She had cried uncontrollably when she heard that Tony was dead.I honestly wondered who that was, because I had never heard that name before. My father got better the next day as though the death of Bella had given him life, and he explained to me who Tony Amazli and Bella Calamida truly were.My mother’s best friends.I stayed in between my mom and dad as the priest pr
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Chapter: Chapter 248: Stella AmazliChapter 248: Stella Amazli**Stella’s POV**I buried my mother quickly, too quickly because she didn’t have any family other than me, she also didn’t have any friends.No grand speeches. No lavish tributes. Just a quiet, efficient service arranged by men in black suits who didn’t dare meet my eyes for long.I have my father's funeral to attend, which i know would be filled with rich people. The scent of lilies still clung to my clothes when I returned to the Amazli estate, but instead of grief tightening my chest, I felt… light.There was no mother breathing down my neck, plotting with her endless schemes and my father, who is a billionaire in the oil and gas sector had died also. Both of them were gone. Now thinking of it, I actually didn’t lose them… they just gave me everything.Just like in church, the reverend preached that we didn’t actually lose Christ on the cross, what he did was for our salvation.He gave his life, so we could have life.I guess that was what my parents had
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Chapter: Chapter 247: I'm SorryChapter 247: I'm Sorry**Ryan’s POV**The world after the sound of the gun was a series of slow, terrible things.For a second there was only a ringing that had nothing to do with the monitors.It was inside my head, a single, persistent note that wouldn’t stop, since that gunshot.I opened my eyes and looked around.Tatiana had dropped on her knees by the bed, her arms wrapped around Christiana like she could hold two people in the same breath; Bryan’s eyes were opened now, he was making movements as though desperate to see what exactly had happened after that gunshot; and Bella… Bella on the floor.My heart jumped at the sight of her struggling for her life. Little did I know that she would aim for herself and not Christiana. Is that how worthless she felt her life to be? Didn’t she think she had hope to make it better?I didn’t know this woman’s pain would hurt me so much, well I guess no matter what she did, it didn’t change the fact that she was my mother, my blood and it would j
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Chapter: Chapter 246: Tony and MatildaChapter 246: Tony and Matilda**Stella’s POV**Everything was just happening to fast. My father… that I had just met few hours ago, returned back like a desperate man.He said he wanted to pass it down to me as soon as possible and this excited mom so much.The pen still felt warm in my hand, my signature resting beneath Tony Amazli’s bold one on the last document. My father. The word still felt foreign on my tongue, awkward, like a coat too heavy for me to wear. He had just signed me in officially as his heir, his successor, his only child.He closed the folder, his hands slow, deliberate. His face was strong, weathered with age, but it softened as his eyes landed on me.“There,” he said finally, his voice gravelly. “It’s done. You’re my heir now.”I swallowed hard, my heart racing. This moment should have felt triumphant. It should have felt like victory, like stepping into a destiny I had always dreamed about. But all I felt was a strange emptiness.Tony leaned back in his chair, l
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Chapter: Chapter 245: Pulled The TriggerChapter 245: Pulled The Trigger**Ryan’s POV**While I was in the drive way of the Adam’s mansion, just thinking of how I would be able to access it, I received a notification of a trending live video.A live video by Tatiana Adams.Clicking on it, I saw my mother, my fucking goddamit mother pointing a gun at Christiana, it was a little blurry as Tatiana was trying to hide the angled phone from her.The city lights blurred as I sped through the streets, weaving between cars like a madman. My grandmother’s voice still echoed in my mind, frail but urgent: “She bought a gun, Ryan. Bella’s gone after someone… she’s gone after Christiana.”I saw the location, Tatiana was a smart girl. St Mathew’s hospital.I pressed harder on the accelerator, praying the traffic lights would stay green. They didn’t. Sirens flashed behind me. Police cars and ambulances clustered around the hospital entrance, their red-and-blue beams slicing through the night sky.A barricade of officers stood at the entranc
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Chapter: Chapter 194: The EndChapter 194 The sun was warm and golden, spilling over the white roses that lined the aisle. Hannah stood beneath the archway, her veil fluttering gently in the breeze, her heart pounding as Lucas’s eyes found hers. Everything they had been through — the chaos, the heartbreak, the loss, the redemption — had led to this one perfect moment. Piper smiled from the front row, tears in her eyes. A year ago, she could barely smile after Damon’s death, but now, with Gavin’s hand intertwined with hers, there was light again. As the ceremony reached its end and the crowd erupted into cheers, Gavin turned to her, knelt on one knee, and pulled out a small velvet box. Piper gasped. “Piper,” he said softly, “will you make me as happy as Lucas and Hannah are today?” Laughter, tears, applause — it was a moment of pure healing, love, and new beginnings. When Hannah tossed her bouquet, it landed squarely in Piper’s hands. Everyone laughed. Even from above, Damon must have been smiling.
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Chapter: Chapter 193 Chapter 193 Lily’s POV The courtroom was cold. Not just in temperature — it was the kind of cold that seeps into your bones, the kind that reminds you there’s no warmth left for you in the world. They said my name a thousand times today. “Lily Black.” “Defendant.” “The accused.” Each time it sounded less like a person and more like a stain that couldn’t be washed off. I sat still, staring at the judge, at the jury, at the flashing cameras. My lawyers whispered things in my ear, but I didn’t listen. What was the point? Their words were useless now. The evidence — they said it was overwhelming. The videos, the recordings, the witnesses, the ballistic reports. Every single thing pointed to me. And maybe they were right. The prosecution called me “Mentally ill.” “Obsessive.” “Driven by jealousy and greed.” I called it love. But no one in that courtroom saw it that way. They never understood that everything I did — every plan, every risk, every lie — was to take back what was sup
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Chapter: Chapter 192 Chapter 192 Hannah's POV Both Lucas and Piper had been numb since Damon's death. Lucas hardly spoke. He just sat sometimes, staring at nothing for long minutes before pretending to be fine again. Piper… she hadn't smiled once. Her eyes were always red, even when she tried to act normal. And me …. I didn't even know what I was supposed to feel anymore. Every time I closed my eyes, I could picture the way Damon fell, the sound of the gun, the look on his face when he smiled that one last time. It played over and over like a cruel movie reel I couldn't turn off. He died because of me. Because he tried to protect me. Because I was the one Lily wanted dead. I've never felt such guilt in my entire life. Sometimes, when Lucas would reach for my hand, I'd pull away just slightly, afraid of tainting him with the darkness that's been living inside me since that night. He doesn't deserve to carry my guilt too. I wish I could turn back time, stop Damon from following us, stop the bulle
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Chapter: Chapter 191Chapter 191Hannah’s POVI stood behind the podium, hands trembling around the paper I’d written. The words blurred as I stared down at them, my vision swimming with tears that refused to stay hidden any longer.People were gathered, friends, family, even strangers whose lives Damon had quietly touched. Their faces were somber, some red-eyed, some lost. Lucas sat in the front row beside Damon’s mother, his hand gripping hers tightly. Piper sat just behind them, crying silently.I took a deep breath. My voice trembled when I began.“Damon Rice was… one of a kind.”My throat tightened immediately. I swallowed hard and forced myself to continue.“He was brave. He was loyal. He was… the kind of friend you don’t meet twice in a lifetime. He was someone who loved deeply and fought harder for the people he cared about. I didn’t know what it truly meant to have someone stand up for me until Damon did it, he always.” I let out a wry laugh, “He always sided with me, even when Lucas didn’t like
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Chapter: Chapter 190Chapter 190 Lucas' POV "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust…" The priest's voice broke through the heavy silence like a distant echo, carried by the cold wind that whipped through the cemetery with bitter insistence. My fingers clenched tighter around the folded handkerchief I was holding. The white fabric was already damp from tears I didn't even remember shedding, soaked through in places where I'd pressed it against my eyes trying to stem the endless flow. Damon's coffin rested in the earth before us, polished wood gleaming beneath the gray sky like some cruel mirror reflecting back our collective grief. Mahogany, because he'd once joked that if he ever died young, he wanted to go out in style. I'd laughed then. The sound of shovels digging into the dirt felt like thunder to my ears, impossibly loud in the hushed stillness. Each thud of falling sand hit me like a heartbeat that refused to stop, a rhythm that marked time I wished would simply cease. He's really gone. The thought ci
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Chapter: Chapter 189Chapter 189Lucas’ POVThe hospital hallways smelled of antiseptic and panic. My hands were still sticky with Damon’s blood, drying now, cracking against my skin every time I moved my fingers. I didn’t even realize I’d been pacing until Hannah gently touched my arm.“Lucas,” she whispered, her voice trembling, “please sit down.”I couldn’t. My knees were locked, my chest tight, my ears ringing with the sound of the gunshot that refused to fade. The red stains on my shirt looked darker under the harsh hospital lights. I stared at them, feeling like if I just rubbed hard enough, just maybe… I could erase the last hour.The doors to the emergency room swung open.The doctor stepped out. His scrubs were stained too with red and brown, and I hated that I noticed that detail. His face said it all before he even opened his mouth.I froze anticipating his response, hoping for a positive feedback.“I’m sorry,” he said quietly, eyes lowered. “He lost too much blood. We tried everything we coul
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