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Remi PoVI froze as her lips crashed into mine, nibbling softly on my bottom lip. It would’ve been easy to push her away, but it happened so fast and out of nowhere that my brain was having a hard time keeping up.“Wow,” she whispered against my lips. “You taste really good. I can see why everyone’s obsessed with you.”That was supposed to be a compliment, but I didn’t take it as one.For some odd reason, my heart was racing. And just as she was about to pull back, I don’t know what came over me—but I suddenly held her in place and pulled her in for another kiss.She froze for a second, clearly not expecting me to kiss her back. But then she melted into it, even deepening the kiss. Her lips were soft and tasted sweet.I didn’t know why I did it. Maybe because, for a second, I hated the idea of being used again and just wanted to take back control. Or maybe… maybe it was because I could sense the deep sadness behind her eyes, and this was the only way I knew how to offer comfort.Whate

Remi POV“Actually… I wanted to apologize about what happened last time,” she said quietly. “We took things too far, but I swear I didn’t want to get involved.”I said nothing, just stared at her, trying to find a crack in her expression. But she kept her eyes on the ground.“Ember is very controlling. She forced us… even though most of us were against it,” she added.That was obviously no lie, but still—I wasn’t going to trust her.“I know you don’t believe me. I don’t expect you to. But I really am sorry. And to make it up to you…” she rushed over to the corner, pulled out a small box, then stretched it toward me. “Here,” she said.“What’s this?” I asked, eyeing it without taking it.“A gift,” she said simply. “I heard you can’t step out of the mansion premises, so I got you this while I was out. It’s nothing, really. Please accept it.” Her eyes were wide, giving me the most innocent, pleading look.What’s the worst that could happen? I thought, reaching out and taking the box.But

Remi POVHer question completely caught me off guard. I paused in my tracks.“Wh… what do you mean?” I asked, my voice quieter than I intended.Vivian stopped too. Her eyes moved over me from head to toe, like she was trying to figure something out. But why?“It’s just…” she began, sounding a bit unsure. “I’ve noticed that Luna Selene is… nice to you. Not that she’s completely evil or anything, but she never really pays attention to the other courtesans. And…”She hesitated.“…I’ve seen her leaving your room. At night.”My stomach clenched, and my fingers twisted at my sides.How was I supposed to respond to that?I thought they all knew — or at least had some idea — of what went on behind these closed doors. But even if they didn’t, how could I say it out loud?Oh, your Luna comes to my room every night because she’s an obsessed psycho who forces me into sex.Yeah. That’s not something you just say.Not even when it’s the truth.I sucked in my breath and looked away, pretending to fo

Remi POV“Silver kills werewolves?” I muttered, watching as the guards dragged Elias’s lifeless body across the floor, leaving a thick trail of blood behind.My hand was still trembling, remembering what I had just done.“Mhm,” Damon hummed lazily, then reached out and gently patted my hair. “You did good,” he said with that same wicked smile that sent a shiver down my spine.My gaze shifted, landing on Zanye. Then my hand dropped to his. That silver ring.Doesn’t that mean he isn’t a werewolf? I thought, staring a second longer, watching the way the silver caught the light on his finger.Why the hell would a werewolf wear silver?Before I could spiral further, Damon’s fingers curled gently under my chin, tilting my face toward him.“You’re thinking too much,” he said. “I just told you to return to your room.”I blinked up at him, my thoughts still caught somewhere between Elias’s blood and that damn silver ring, but I nodded anyway.He let go of my chin, and without wasting another s

Remi’s POVAfter the party was over and most of the guests had gone back inside, I stayed curled up on the cold floor.When Nikolai stepped forward to help me up, Damon waved his hand dismissively.“She can walk back on her own..”Even though my body ached all over, I took a deep breath and forced myself up, wincing in pain as I slid into the black dress.I glanced back at him as he casually fixed his pants.Disgust twisted in my gut. I cursed under my breath and turned away, walking back toward the mansion, ignoring the stares from the staff lining the hallway.Just as I was rounding the corner, a rough hand grabbed mine and yanked me aside.I gasped, stumbling back, and my back hit the wall hard. Before I could react, my eyes widened seeing it was one of the council members—the same one with silver hair.His eyes burned with lust as he stepped closer, unbuckling his pants like he’d done this a thousand times before.“Give me a quick head,” he said.I blinked, still trying to process

Remi POVI could only stare down at my feet as I was led out of the mansion. The sound of loud music and cheers filled the air, deep laughter mixing in like smoke.My steps became heavy, hesitant. Every movement felt forced. My breathing was shaky, like my own body was resisting what was about to happen.“There she is,” Damon’s voice rang out.The moment he spoke, the crowd quieted, their excitement sinking into a low hum of murmurs.Then I felt his cold hand wrap around my waist, pulling me tightly against him.“We all know there are a lot of restrictions that prevent us from entering the human world,” he began, like he was delivering a speech. Since my face was still covered with a veil, I kept my head down.“For peace, we’ve been trying to blend in with the humans,” Damon continued in a commanding tone. “But what happens… when a human enters our territory?”There was a long pause.Then a deep voice broke through the silence. “Wait—don’t tell me that’s a human?”“Can’t you smell it?

# Chapter 135**Dante’s POV**My grip tightened around the flowers as I waited outside her office.For almost three years since she left, I had been living under the radar.Amaya was doing well for herself — I could tell. She was literally everywhere. News. Interviews. She was a rising sensation, a new hope for society. People looked up to her. Even pack members who once condemned her would make subtle comments, asking about her, wishing for her return.I didn’t pay them any mind.But there were many nights I found myself reaching for my phone, dialing her number, desperate just to hear her voice. And every time, I had to remind myself — I made a promise to get better first.For both our sakes.So now that I was finally reaching out, I just hoped she wouldn’t push me away.“Hey, princess,” I said, my voice cracking a bit from the mix of emotions swirling inside me. After all this time, I was finally standing in front of her.She had grown. Her hair flowed over her shoulders again. Her

Dante POV My fist clenched under the table to the point my nails dug into my palm. “I’ve been here for like thirty minutes,” she said casually, oblivious to the change in me. “I had some matters to attend to at work, so it wasn’t really a big deal. Already ordered some croissants and iced vanilla latte.” She spoke, smiling proudly at herself. I nodded along, my jaw tight as I tried to focus on her words and not the glint of that necklace catching the sunlight. If I could just rip it off her neck—but no. I can’t do that. I’m better than that. “Do you want anything?” she asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked up at her and shook my head too fast. “No, I’m good,” I replied smoothly, and right on cue, my stomach betrayed me by growling loudly. Fuck! I was just now realizing I was so busy trying to impress her, I forgot the most basic thing. Eating. I hadn’t eaten anything all day. Her eyes widened at the sound, and she paused mid-bite. The silence that followed made it eve

Dante POV My grip tightened around my phone as I scrolled through each comment. “He finally settled for someone who’s not a gold-digger?” “She’s pretty, but she’s not even his type.” “Is this why he’s been avoiding parties? He’s cuffed now.” I didn’t even realize how hard my jaw was clenched until the muscles started to ache. My thumb hovered over the photo of her. Amaya not his type? I scoffed. Amaya was beyond his type—she was too perfect for him. What the hell does she even see in him? Was it his voice I heard last night? There’s no way she’s actually in a relationship with him, right? This has to be some big misunderstanding. But the more I thought about it, the less sense it made. She had ignored my calls and didn’t even bother calling back. I scrolled through more of the images, stopping at the one where he was putting a necklace on her. “Wow, that’s a limited edition Tiffany & Co necklace. That piece goes for at least $18k—he must really be in love.” I paused, eyes glu

Amaya POV “Yeah, I’m leaving the restaurant now,” I said, holding the phone to my ear with one hand and clutching my purse with the other. My heels clicked softly against the pavement as I walked toward my car. “How’s Eli doing?” I asked. “The only time I saw him was when he stepped out to grab some snacks. He didn’t even glance my way,” she said, and I almost laughed. “That’s Eli for you. As long as he’s not hurt, it’s all good,” I said. “You’re sleeping over, right? It’s already getting late. I thought I’d be home sooner, but he insisted on waiting until the end before signing the contract.” I sighed, dragging a hand down my face. “I swear, I thought it’d be a quick dinner.” “I figured,” Cleo replied. “But yeah, I’ll sleep over. I already stole one of your shirts, and I’m eyeing that soft blanket on the couch.” I chuckled softly. “Go for it. There’s an extra towel in my drawer if you want to shower.” “Alright, goodnight.” “Night,” I said, ending the call. I was about to dro

Amaya POV “What is this place?” I asked as we stepped into the restaurant. It took less than a 30-minute ride from my place, but I’d never even heard of it before. The restaurant was huge, with only a few people scattered around. It was quiet, elegant, and dimly lit—the kind of spot where even the air felt expensive. I let my eyes wander in complete awe until my gaze landed back on Joseph, who was pulling out a chair for me. “Thank you,” I said, sliding into the seat. He walked over and sat across from me. “This restaurant is exclusive,” he said, resting his elbows lightly on the table. “Only a few people have access to it.” I nodded in response, still taking in the details around me. A waiter approached with a small smile, handed us the menu, then left without a word. My eyes scanned the page, but almost everything looked foreign. The names were long, fancy, and definitely not in English. My brows furrowed as I tried to make sense of anything. Joseph must’ve noticed my

Amaya POV Finally, she caught her. Briella came back on screen, breathing heavily with Sage in her arms. My smile widened the second her cute little face popped into view. “Hey, baby! How are you?” I asked in a high-pitched voice. She giggled sweetly. “Say hi to Aunty Amaya,” Briella said, holding the phone closer. Sage waved her tiny hands and gave the biggest toothy grin. I waved back, matching her energy. “Aww, you’re so big! What’s mommy been feeding you, huh?” Briella snorted. “She eats everything except what I actually cook.” I laughed. “She must get her appetite from her father, huh?” Because Briella herself was a picky eater. As if on cue, the door creaked open in the background. “Dada!” Sage squealed, wriggling out of Briella’s grip like a slippery fish and running straight off-screen. “Hey, Nelson!” I called out with a wave, even though I wasn’t sure if he could see me. Nelson appeared briefly, smiling as he scooped Sage up into his arms. “Hey, Amaya! Happy birth

Liam pov. She was trying so damn hard that I had to stop myself from smiling. Wanting to see how far she would go. I won’t lie, every movement she made made my chest tighten. And yet, I couldn’t help but think how cute it was that she was working so hard for my attention. I wasn’t complaining… hell, not one bit… but it was clear she didn’t know what she was getting herself into. I could feel my cock getting harder with every inch she moved closer. The way her fingers brushed my skin and the way her lips parted. Fuck, she was testing me, and I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or lose it. She thought she could make me lose control with a few sweet little moves? Cute. It was cute. But she had no idea how much I’d been holding back for months. Still, I decided to play along, but the second her lips touched mine… everything snapped. I didn’t give a damn about holding back anymore. She pulled back with a smug smile. “You wish. I…” I didn’t let her finish. I grabbed her and crushed m

Tessa/Emma pov Earlier that day… The woman in the video had said I should wear a red lingerie set. Holding my phone in one hand, I walked over to my closet, skimming through my clothes, but none of them were sexy enough—nothing like what the woman in the video had suggested. “What to do… what to do?” I muttered, pacing back and forth. I couldn’t ask Mrs. Keller or any of the other maids to help me with this; that would be way too awkward. And I certainly couldn’t leave the mansion without Liam knowing—no, that would ruin the surprise. I sighed in frustration and flopped down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. Then, with a shrug, I clicked on a website and found an online store that sold lingerie. Maybe this would work after all. After scrolling for about 10 minutes, I finally found the perfect set. Liam had given me a personal black card, which I eagerly used to place the order. It wasn’t exactly what I had planned, but it would do. Once I was done, I went downstairs to star

Tessa/Emma POVFor over a week after that incident with the strange man, I started having weird dreams. But whenever I woke up, it was impossible to piece them together. It was like knowing you forgot something but not what it was. The feeling stayed, but the dream itself was just… gone.Thank God for Liam. He had been patient with me, always by my side, reassuring me that everything was okay. With his help, I finally got better and returned to my old self.But then something happened at work, and Liam had to return, leaving me alone in the big mansion. Well, not completely alone—Mrs. Keller was still around. Lila also had an art class that Wednesday, so the house felt quieter than usual. And honestly? It was so boring.I lay on the couch, lazily scrolling through social media when a cooking video caught my attention. The dish looked amazing, but what really made me pause was the name.Chicken Marsala.It was Liam’s favorite dish.I remembered him mentioning how much he liked it once,

Liam’s POV“When you left… the man I bumped into at the gala… he came into my room,” she finally managed to say.I was furious, but I kept my anger in check and nodded for her to continue.“He wouldn’t stop calling me Tessa…” She said that name with bitterness, and I found myself swallowing hard. “He said I was using you to get back at him… and… and…”“And what?”She closed her eyes as if summoning the courage to go on. “He… he touched me,” she said, and a sad sigh escaped her lips.“He touched you?” I snarled through clenched teeth, and she flinched again.Fuck.“No! No…” she rushed to say, shaking her head as tears welled up in her eyes. “Not like that. He just… held me. His hands were on my shoulders, and he… he kissed my neck.” Her voice cracked, and she looked away. “But even then… it felt…” She stopped, a small sob slipping out as the tears finally began to fall. “It felt disgusting.”I gently brushed her arm as she sobbed, trying to calm the raging storm inside me.She pulled h

Liam POV I spent the entire night completely restless. Turning and tossing as if my body couldn’t find peace. Sleep teased me, leaving me staring at the ceiling for hours. By the time the faint rays of sunlight flickered into the room, I gave up entirely. Sighing heavily, I got out of bed and took a quick shower to help me mask how jagged I looked but that did little to nothing. Staring at my reflection, I had now gathered dark circles under my eyes. When I finally made my way downstairs for breakfast, Mrs Keller greeted me with news I didn’t want to hear. “She hasn’t come down yet,” she said cautiously, her eyes studying me as if searching for answers. Immediately, I lost my appetite. The thought of food turned my stomach. Mrs. Keller continued to be persistent,she followed me as I sat on a table. “Liam,” she said softly, “what really happened last night?” I rubbed a hand over my face, the guilt pressing down like a weight I couldn’t lift. “I messed up,” I muttered.

Liam's POV I messed up! My fists clenched as I shut the door behind me. Standing in front of it, I tried to calm myself, but the image of her terrified face kept replaying in my head. F**k! I messed up so bad. How could I let myself snap like that? Out of the corner of my eye, I felt someone watching me, but when I turned, no one was there. My jaw clenched in frustration. Pushing through the crowd, I ignored everyone who called my name as I hurried outside towards where my car was parked. But when I got there, my driver was nowhere to be found. I would’ve left without him, but he had the keys, which only made me more furious. I dialed his number multiple times, but it kept ringing without an answer. Gritting my teeth, I groaned and punched the air in frustration. On the fourth ring, he finally picked up. “Where the f**k are you?” I sneered, my voice dripping with anger. “I’m sorry, boss. I just stepped out to get something to eat and—” “Get your ass here in t