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I Did That

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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-09 20:16:32

Lucas's tone sharpened.

“I have people watching this house. Watching your every move..... And remember they’re not watching you because they have something against you,” he said, stepping closer. “They’re protecting you, Ariella. I want you to remember that. They are protecting you.”

My chest burned with fury, but I said nothing.

“And I will repeat again...your friendship with Dana? That’s over,” he spat. “Do not test me. No more games. You’ll be back in your cage before you can say Asher!”

I flinched. I was still mad at Luca. I didn’t want to say yes. I didn’t want to give him that. I hated the fact that I had no power in my life, that he and Asher could just choose how I lived, who I saw, where I breathed, without my consent. Without even asking.

Because I had no power I had to nod.

He took in my reaction and said, “I’ll take that as an affirmation.”

He turned toward the hallway again. “Let me go say goodbye to my little man, and I’ll be out of your way.”

And then, just like that, L
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