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This is not an official chapter, but a special little treat for those who can’t wait for the next update, plus a short recap to refresh your memory and keep the story vivid. I hope it excites you and gives you something fresh to enjoy in the meantime.

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❤️Chapter 82: Iceland Waits

Her cheeks were dry now, but the ache
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    Her cheeks were dry now, but the ache beneath her eyes had sharpened, deep and unrelenting. Everything was gone. Burned. Lost. Gone in the flames. And she still had to tell him the truth which she had been holding back from him which could free her from the burden and the pressure. She had to tell Kain the truth. She needed to be courageous. Needed to try. The door opened, and her chest skipped a beat—then raced. Balloons bounced gold and ridiculous in soft taps against the ceiling, with twisted strings. Roses—too red, too daring—clutched in his hand. Kain’s shirt was untucked, hair like he’d wrestled the wind. A faint trace of leather and rose petals lingered around him. He looked absurd. Impossibly magnetic. “Welcome to your new home,” he said, light, teasing, almost casual. But the timbre of his voice hit her ribs like a low drum, vibrating all the wrong places with impossible anticipation. Her chest rebelled. Thump. Thump. Thump. Words caught in her throat. “I… I wa

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    I was seventeen. The lights of the new academy were too bright, thick with the scent of perfume and secrets, bleeding into a headache that wouldn't quit. I existed in a haze of white powder in my veins, the friction of skin against skin and the warmth of girls whose names I forgot before they’d even dressed. That meant absolutely nothing. When my father slammed his fist onto his mahogany desk, demanding I quit the band, I felt the familiar burn of gasoline in my throat. I didn't flinch. I laughed. It was a jagged, ugly sound. "Music is a distraction, Kain," he growled. "No," I barked back, my voice echoing off the sterile walls. "The band isn't the problem. You want me to quit because you can’t stand that I’m seeing the truth. I’m doing this because of Madeline. I’m doing this because you’re a liar and she’s your little secret." “Kain—“ "You want me to be the perfect heir?" I spat, the adrenaline hitting harder than any pill. "Maybe I’m just following your lead, Dad. Aft

  • After One Night With My Sister’s Prized Possession    WHAT’S HOT?#☕️

    Preview X Recap❤️ ───────────────────────── Hi, lovely readers! This is not an official chapter, but a special little treat for those who can’t wait for the next update, plus a short recap to refresh your memory and keep the story vivid. I hope it excites you and gives you something fresh to enjoy in the meantime. Drop your thoughts. This is a safe space. Happy reading ✨✨✨❤️ ❤️PREVIEW: ───────────────────────── ❤️Chapter 82: Iceland Waits Her cheeks were dry now, but the ache beneath her eyes had sharpened, deep and unrelenting. Everything was gone. Burned. Lost. Gone in the flames. And she still had to tell him the truth which she had been holding back from him which could free her from the burden and the pressure. She had to tell Kain the truth. She needed to be courageous. Needed to try. The door opened, and her chest skipped a beat—then raced. Balloons bounced gold and ridiculous in soft taps against the ceiling, with twisted strings. Roses—too red,

  • After One Night With My Sister’s Prized Possession    Chapter 81: Disappear To Iceland

    “You’re crying over pastry now?” she asked lightly, teasing enough to cut through Jade’s defenses. “I don’t want us to keep hurting each other,” Jade said, voice small but insistent. Scarlett dabbed her fingers, wiped the icing, repeated softly, “Hurting…?” “I don’t want us to keep… like this,” Jade rushed, the words tumbling out. “We were terrible at being sisters, yes—but we could try again. I’m sorry about the pool. I wasn’t trying to embarrass you. I was trying to protect you.” Scarlett’s eyes sharpened, almost imperceptibly. “Protect me… from what?” Jade’s fingers curled into the blanket. Her stomach tightened. “…From Kain?” Scarlett’s voice lowered, deliberate, the name hanging in the air. Her chest throbbed at the sound. The forbidden pulse of it. “I’m leaving soon.” “To where?” Scarlett’s lips quirked with amusement, as if measuring her carefully. “Iceland,” Jade whispered. A pause. Then a soft, sardonic laugh. “Well… that’s efficient if you’d ask me.” Jade reached

  • After One Night With My Sister’s Prized Possession    Chapter 80: The Forbidden Pulse Of It

    And with a softness that did not match the chaos he’d just orchestrated, he said, “Welcome to your new home.” And he allowed himself to hope she understood what he meant. . . The wind was merciless. It tore at Jade’s hair, flung it across her face like a blindfold that pushed at her ribs. Fog rolled over the cliff in thick, ghostly swells, swallowing the world below. There was no ground. No sky. Just white nothing and the howl of air. Jade’s fingers were slick with blood. She pressed her palm against the wound at her side, but it was useless. The warmth kept spilling through her shaking hand. Her knees trembled. “Scarlett…” Her voice came out cracked and thin. Through the mist, a figure emerged. Scarlett walked toward her calmly, coat pristine, hair untouched by the wind. Her silver heels clicked against rock, steady, unhurried. Jade’s lips trembled into a fragile smile. “You came,” she whispered. Scarlett stopped in front of her. For a heartbeat, they just look

  • After One Night With My Sister’s Prized Possession    Chapter 79: Give Me Five Minutes

    “No one rejects the easy life on a whim. Capiche?” Kain’s jaw flexed. He hated that she wasn’t entirely wrong. “And don’t you dare go charging in with emotional confessions,” she added. “Young bloods hate that. They want tension. Anticipation. Slow burn. Patience! Slow and steady wins the race, not crashing in like a tornado in a Prada suit while juggling Molotov cocktails!” A reluctant breath left him. His fingers stopped tapping. His shoulders, which had been rigid as steel beams, loosened by degrees. Not because he agreed. Because he was calculating. She was right about one thing. Jade didn’t need intensity right now. She needed stability. He looked up at the screen again, eyes no longer stormy but sharpening, like a man stepping into a boardroom instead of a battlefield. “I…” He paused, thinking it through. Replaying Jade’s face. The fear. The exhaustion. The way she braced for impact whenever he got too close. Slow. Safe. Strategic. His mouth tilted slightly. Not

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