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The Return Clause.

作者: Bea Baum
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-22 04:25:05

BRYNN POV

The morning air hits me like a sharp, cold jolt in my lungs. Sleep never came. Not after what Vex did to me in my room last night. It replayed over and over again — the way his touch seared through me. He’s been my first in everything so far. Resisting him is getting harder, and that’s why I made my rules. Because I knew the moment he touched me, I’d never want to let go.

And then there’s Kade’s kiss — gentle but possessive. I’m stuck in hell, and Vex and Kade are the devils pulling me apart.

Now, after all of that, I have to face my brother. To ask him to let me leave until the wedding. I already know it will be intense. He craves control. Just like Vex. Just like Kade. Every man in my life seems to.

I finish my run and climb the garden stairs. Vex is watching from the balcony above. There’s no peace. No privacy.

Heading back to my room, I grab a towel from the maid, but when I turn, he’s outside my door.

“You don’t have to watch,” I say, meeting his eyes. “You could have j
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