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Chapter 19

Author: Nivi Rosa
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-25 20:20:15

Lucian’s Office — 8:17 PM

The silence came first. Thick. Heavy. The kind that didn’t need to be commanded into the room—it just arrived with Lucian Vale, uninvited and absolute.

The door clicked shut with a hush too final to be casual.

Lucian didn’t speak. Didn’t look up. He moved to the bar cart like he had all the time in the world, rolling his sleeves with the slow, deliberate grace of a man who preferred precision to volume. Ice rattled into crystal. No drink poured.

Behind him, Jonathan stood at rigid attention near the desk, jaw tight. Eli hovered closer to the window, like it might open a way out.

Lucian finally turned.

“You both lied to me.”

The words weren’t loud. They didn’t need to be. They landed like iron dropped on glass—soft, but with the promise of shatter.

Jonathan flinched, just barely. Eli lifted his chin.

“We didn’t lie,” Eli said, his tone clipped. “We honored a request from Miss Rivera.”

Lucian looked up. Slowly. Like that alone took restraint.

“That’s Mrs. Vale
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