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CHAPTER 62

Author: Hadesta Sage
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-09 22:56:56

Olivia – POV

I didn’t speak until the last flute of champagne shattered.

It wasn’t mine. It was some drunk fool behind me, trying too hard to flirt with a politician’s daughter and failing with the grace of a sinking ship. But when it hit the floor and splintered like a gunshot, the room paused.

And so did I.

Luciano’s hand was already at my lower back, steady and firm. Always steady. Always watching.

“Come with me,” I whispered, barely turning my head.

He didn’t ask. He just moved, guiding me through the mass of silks and sequins and smug smiles with that same iron precision that made people instinctively step aside. Like they knew we were no longer part of the party.

We were a storm forming.

The hallway was dimmer. Quieter. The air less perfumed. His footsteps never changed pace, but mine quickened until I was walking ahead, swallowing the quake building in my throat.

“Olivia.” His voice was low. Intent. “What happened?”

I didn’t stop until we reached the balcony. Just past the terr
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