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Chapter 44: Adriana’s Shackles

Author: Pauline Maxwell
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-12-10 00:20:04

The celebration raged long into the night, the Moretti halls brimming with wine, music, and the scent of victory. To everyone else, Damian’s return was a triumph. To Adriana, it was a cage snapping shut.

She stood at the edge of the ballroom, half-hidden by the velvet drapes, her gown still scorched at the hem from the fire. The chandelier glittered overhead, casting light across marble floors and golden laughter. Yet she felt invisible. No one dared approach her — not when Isabella was attache
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