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CHAPTER 9 — THE REAFFIRMATION OF POSSESSION (CASSIUS)

Author: Queen Bee
last update publish date: 2026-04-14 21:48:22

The party was over. The last of the guests had left, taking with them the futile buzz and leaving behind the heavy silence of the mansion. A silence that needed to be filled.

Tristan’s display in the garden, that impotent fury in the face of her contempt, had been a delicious spectacle. But now, it was time to consolidate the victory. To reaffirm the lines of power that my son had dared to challenge with his mere presence.

I climbed the stairs unhurriedly. The corridor leading to her chambers w
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