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作者: Tamara Knox
last update publish date: 2026-10-06 07:33:08

MAXWELL

The months blur together after the dinner, and I let them.

There's a rhythm to it now, work during the day, enough liquor by night to stop my own thoughts from circling back to that dining room, to Selene's ring catching the light, to my mother's quiet, exhausted "I don't have anything left to give you tonight."

Different clubs, different women, most nights, names I don't always bother remembering past breakfast, if breakfast happens at all before they're gone.

Victor's noticed. Of cou
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    MAXWELLThe months blur together after the dinner, and I let them.There's a rhythm to it now, work during the day, enough liquor by night to stop my own thoughts from circling back to that dining room, to Selene's ring catching the light, to my mother's quiet, exhausted "I don't have anything left to give you tonight." Different clubs, different women, most nights, names I don't always bother remembering past breakfast, if breakfast happens at all before they're gone.Victor's noticed. Of course he has. He's assigned my own assistant to double-check every piece of family business I touch now, quietly, without ever framing it as the insult it obviously is. I don't fight it. I don't have the energy to fight much of anything these days except the one thing that still feels like mine.My assistant, Steph, has gotten good at it, catching the small errors before they become visible ones, a misfiled contract here, a meeting I showed up to still half drunk there. She never says anything a

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    ARIANAHe pauses. “There was never a version of those years where my feelings belonged anywhere near the center of your attention, Grace. So I didn't put them there.""You could have told me eventually. After.""I was your friend first. Genuinely. I like being your friend, Grace. I like showing up for you, helping you carry whatever you're carrying, even knowing I had my own reasons underneath it the whole time." He finally looks at me. "That's not a contradiction. Both things are true.""So you admit it. You have ulterior motives.""I've never denied having them." Something shifts in his eyes, warmer now, more deliberate. "Would you like proof of one?"I don't get the chance to answer before he leans in and kisses me.It isn't tentative. It isn't the cautious, testing kind of kiss that leaves room for either of us to pretend it didn't happen. My guard has always come down easily around Mason. I understand, somewhere in the part of my brain still capable of understanding anything rig

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    ARIANABy our seventh outing, I've stopped pretending to myself that I don't look forward to these evenings more than I probably should.Mason told me to dress casual this time, nothing more specific than that, so I've gone with a knee-length gown, soft straps, a light open jacket thrown over my shoulders against whatever evening chill waits wherever he's taking me. When he picks me up and sees me, something flickers across his face, something he doesn't bother hiding fast enough."What?" I ask, unsure whether it's appreciation or something else."Nothing. You look lovely." His eyes travel from my head to my toes."That's not nothing," I say, smiling."No," he agrees, opening the car door for me. "It isn't."He doesn't tell me where we're going, which has become its own kind of tradition between us, and I've learned not to ask, because the not knowing has turned out to be half the pleasure of these nights.The building he takes me to is one I've passed a hundred times in Blackbridge

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    MAXWELLI find my mother still at the table when I storm back inside, staring at nothing, one hand pressed against her temple like she's trying to physically hold her skull together."Mom. Did you hear what he just said back there? Did you actually sit there and listen to him announce that.""I heard, Maxwell.""And? That's it? That's your entire reaction?"She closes her eyes. "I have a headache that feels like it's splitting my head in two, and I don't have anything left in me tonight to give you.""He married Selene." My voice climbs, cracking slightly on her name, still raw from saying it too many times already tonight. "My Selene. In front of everyone. With guards, Mom. He brought guards to his own family dinner because he knew exactly what kind of bomb he was dropping.""I know what he did.""Then react. Say something. Anything.""What would you have me say?" She finally looks at me, exhausted in a way that goes deeper than tonight alone. "That I'm furious? I am. That I feel lik

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    SELENE"Is that necessary?" Molly asks, her voice tight."It seemed wiser," Victor says simply.Andrew, predictably, can't resist. "Probably smart. Avoids the awkward possibility of wife number one and wife number two both dying of mutual loathing under the same roof.""Andrew," Charles says, though there's no real force behind it."I'm just saying what everyone's thinking."Vivian snorts into her water glass, and even Molly's mouth twitches despite herself, the first almost-smile she's allowed all evening.People start rising not long after that, the dinner finally, mercifully, releasing its grip on the room. Charles and Annabel leave first, Charles pausing just long enough to tell Victor, quietly, that he'll call him tomorrow. Andrew grabs his jacket off the back of his chair, already texting someone, muttering something about meeting friends before the night's completely wasted. Linda and Daniel leave together, her hand tucked into his arm, Susan following a few steps behind on

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