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The Morning After: The Pervasive Claim
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Ava’s POV I lingered at the entrance of the opulent dining room, my fingers twisting the hem of my blouse so tightly the fabric threatened to tear. My reflection in the polished surface of the grand mahogany table showed a pale, haunted face, eyes shadowed with exhaustion and unshed tears. The morning light, usually a gentle friend, now spilled through the towering bay windows with brutal clarity, too bright, too revealing, exposing every tremor, every faint bruise on my skin that no amount of scrubbing could erase. His grandmother was already seated at the head of the long, gleaming table, an island of serene elegance amidst my turmoil. Her silk dressing gown flowed around her, and a delicate china teacup, so fragile it seemed it might shatter with a breath, rested between her manicured fingers, steam curling upward in lazy tendrils. She was a picture of composed domesticity, utterly oblivious to the raw, visceral nightmare that had consumed my night. Her sharp, intelligent e
Contract Marriage To The Alpha King The Morning After: The Pervasive Claim
Ava’s POV The first thing I became aware of was his warmth. It was a heavy, inescapable heat, not comforting, but suffocating. His arm was draped possessively over my waist, a crushing weight that pinned me to the mattress, his breath hot and even against the back of my neck. The faint scent of him—musk, a hint of something clean, and the lingering, primal smell of our entwined bodies—filled my senses, pulling me back to the raw, visceral memories of the night. For a moment, I lay there, eyes open, staring at the faint, grey light creeping tentatively through the heavy curtains. The world outside the oppressive silence of the room was beginning to stir, but for me, time felt suspended. And then, with a horrifying rush, everything came flooding back: the brutal intensity of his hands, his voice, rough and demanding, the terrifying way he’d claimed me over and over, like I was nothing more than property, a body to be taken, a will to be broken. The raw, searing pain of his possession
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Damian’s POV I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, hands gripping the cool edges of the sink hard enough to make the porcelain groan under the strain. My knuckles were white, my muscles taut. My shirt was open, disheveled, the expensive fabric wrinkled. My tie, the symbol of my control, lay discarded on the pristine marble floor, a forgotten casualty of the battle I had just fought. Her scent still clung to my skin, seeped into my pores, permeated the very air around me. Sweet. Defiant. Intoxicating. Addictive. It was a heady, dangerous cocktail that inflamed my senses, igniting a primal hunger that always threatened to consume me. I hated it. I hated how much I craved it, how much I needed it. How much I craved her. The intensity of the craving was a weakness, a chink in my armor, a vulnerability I couldn't tolerate. It was infuriating. I splashed cold water on my face, again and again, the icy shock doing little to quell the heat that raged beneath my skin. I l
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Ava’s POV At some point, lost in the relentless storm of sensation, the brutal reclaiming, I stopped struggling. Not because the suffocating weight of him over me, the demanding press of his body, was any less overwhelming. Not because the violation had diminished. But because, in the chaotic maelstrom, his touch no longer felt only like a punishment. It was still undeniably cruel. Still utterly consuming, stripping me of every defense, every shred of will. Still terrifying in its intensity, in the raw power he wielded so effortlessly. But it was also something else. Something insidious. Something I didn’t have a name for, a confusing flicker of heat that mingled with the cold fear, a primal resonance that defied all logic, all reason. My wolf, whimpering faintly, seemed to quiet, not in surrender, but in a bewildered, uneasy truce. When he finally stilled, his chest heaving against mine, the world was quiet except for the ragged, gasping sound of our breathing, harsh and loud
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Ava's POV His hand, warm and heavy, slid from my jaw down to the delicate satin strap of my slip, his long, powerful fingers hooking beneath it with unnerving precision. He didn’t tear it off—not yet—just tugged it slightly, a calculated, deliberate movement, and let it fall down my shoulder, its cool, silken fabric sliding with agonizing slowness. His dark gaze followed its descent, a predator savoring the moment before the kill, his eyes burning with an almost feral intensity. My skin, suddenly exposed to the cool air, prickled with goosebumps, not from cold, but from the searing heat of his stare. “Look at you,” he murmured, his voice a low, rough rasp that vibrated in the air between us. His thumb, calloused and warm, brushed against my bare skin, just above the curve of my collarbone, as though testing how much I could take, how much resistance I had left before I completely shattered. “Even when you’re scared, trembling, trying to hide… you’re breathtakingly beautiful.” “
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Ava's POV“I haven’t even begun to show you cruel, little Omega.” His eyes, dark and intense, darted down to my throat, to the rapid, frantic pulse hammering there, a visible testament to my fear. I could feel the tension radiating off him—hot, sharp, electric, a palpable aura of barely contained power. The air around us crackled. For a long, agonizing moment, neither of us moved. He simply stood there, a formidable, unyielding presence, his gaze burning into me, his hands caging me. The silence was deafening, filled only with the frantic thrum of my own heartbeat. Then, his hand came up, slow and deliberate, and cupped my jaw. His fingers were warm, rough, yet his touch was precise, possessive, tilting my head up so I had no choice but to meet his gaze, to drown in the depth of his dark eyes. “Change,” he said finally, his voice a low, gravelly command. His thumb brushed against my lower lip almost absently, a light, teasing caress that was more threat than tenderness. “Into so
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