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Fragile Ground

作者: Pretty Betty
last update publish date: 2026-06-08 06:08:13

Chapter 48:Fragile Ground

Morning light filtered through the penthouse windows, soft and unforgiving. I lay curled against Damien’s chest, his arm a heavy, protective band across my waist, palm resting over my lower belly even in sleep. The steady rise and fall of his breathing should have comforted me. Instead, it amplified the storm inside my head.

*Our baby.*

He had said those words so fiercely yesterday. Claimed them. Claimed *me*. But biology didn’t bend to domina
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