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Chapter 11- Unwanted Protection

Author: Arike
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-26 02:10:56
Elara woke to sunlight streaming through floor-to-ceiling windows and the disorienting realization that she wasn't in the hostel.

She was in Sebastian Vale's penthouse.

In a bed bigger than her entire childhood bedroom.

In sheets that probably cost more than a month's rent.

The events of yesterday crashed back: the drive from Boston, the opulent apartment, the dinner where she had felt like an imposter at her own life, Sebastian's voice on the phone defending her to people she had never met.

“Sh
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