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CHAPTER 75
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2026-04-27 19:56:31
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Lia's POVThe security guard who usually greeted me with a friendly nod looked uncomfortable when he saw me. Almost... pitying."Morning, Marcus," I said, swiping my badge."Morning, Lia," he said quietly, not quite meeting my eyes. "You, uh... you might want to go straight to HR."My stomach dropped."HR? Why?"Marcus shifted uncomfortably. "I don't know the details. They just said to send you straight up when you arrived."This couldn't be good.I rode the elevator up to the fifth floor where HR was located, my mind racing through possibilities.Had I done something wrong? Missed an important deadline while I was away? But I'd cleared my vacation time in advance, made sure all my projects were covered...I walked into the HR department and immediately saw my desk items—my coffee mug, my small succulent plant, my framed photo of my parents, my favorite pens—all packed into a cardboard box sitting on the reception desk.My heart sank like a stone.No.Linda from HR emerged from her of
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Lia's POVVictor with his silver-touched hair and piercing blue eyes and absolute confidence. The way he'd looked at me like I was something precious. The way his voice had dropped when he praised me, called me his good girl, made me feel seen.Dante with his dark intensity and artistic soul and passionate touch. The way he'd claimed me, touched me like he couldn't get enough, made me feel wanted rather than tolerated.Both of them had awakened something in me—some understanding of my own worth, my own right to demand better, my own capacity for pleasure and desire.And tonight, I'd broken up with a man who'd made me feel worthless for an entire year.Who'd taken my affection for granted, treated my desire for intimacy as annoying, flirted with other women right in front of me, and made me feel like I should be grateful he was with me at all.I'd reclaimed my space and my autonomy.Had literally thrown his belongings in the trash because keeping them felt like keeping poison in my hom
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Lia's POVThere was no going back from that. No pretending in the morning that it had been a fight we could recover from. It was done. Final.And I felt... good about it.Scared, yes. Uncertain about the future, absolutely. But also lighter. Freer. Like I'd been carrying a heavy weight I hadn't fully realized was there until I set it down.When the Uber pulled up in front of my building—a modest walk-up in a decent but not trendy neighborhood—I felt a complicated mix of emotions.This apartment had been mine before Rob. My space. My sanctuary. But over the past year, he'd gradually infiltrated it. Left his things. Stayed over more and more frequently until it felt like half his closet had migrated to my bedroom.Little invasions that I'd allowed, thinking it meant we were getting serious. That he was committing.Now those items just felt like contamination.I thanked the driver, retrieved my suitcase, and climbed the three flights to my apartment. The building was quiet at this hour,
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Lia's POV"I deserve better than what you've given me," I said clearly. "And I'm finally ready to go find it."Rob's expression transformed completely. The desperation evaporated, replaced by something ugly and vindictive."Better?" he spat, his voice dripping with contempt. "You think you're going to find better? You?"The venom in his tone should have hurt. A week ago, it would have devastated me.Now it just confirmed I was making the right decision."You're delusional," Rob continued, his voice rising. "You're a nobody, Lia. A waitress who thinks she's too good for me suddenly? Do you have any idea how lucky you were that I even gave you a chance?"I just looked at him calmly, letting him show exactly who he was."I stopped low to date someone like you," Rob said cruelly, taking another step toward me, his hands gesturing wildly. "Someone with no money, no connections, no family worth mentioning. Someone who works a shit job and lives in a shitty apartment. I could have had anyone
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Lia's POVBut even as I flew away from the island, even as physical distance grew between me and what had happened there, I knew something fundamental had shifted.I wasn't the same woman who'd boarded this plane days ago.I wasn't the same woman who'd accepted Rob's neglect and disrespect as normal, as what I deserved.I knew better now.I had tasted what it felt like to be cherished, and I could never unknow that. Could never go back to accepting less.The plane continued its journey through the night sky, carrying me away from the island and everything that had happened there.But it couldn't carry me away from the truth I'd discovered.I deserved more than Rob would ever give me.And I was finally—finally—ready to do something about it.When the plane finally touched down at the private airfield outside New York, the jolt of wheels hitting tarmac felt like waking from a dream. Or maybe returning to a nightmare I'd temporarily escaped.I'd spent the remaining hours of the flight in
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Lia's POV"So when we get back, I was thinking maybe we could—""Rob, please," I interrupted, my voice tired. "I don't want to talk right now."He looked hurt but nodded and went back to his phone.For about ten minutes.Then he started up again, asking mundane questions about what I wanted to do when we got back to New York, whether I'd kept up with work emails, if I'd heard from any of my friends.I gave him one-word answers or no answer at all, making it abundantly clear I had no interest in conversation.At one point, about an hour into the flight, Rob actually stood up and started walking toward the back of the plane.I watched him go, half-expecting him to disappear into one of the private sleeping areas with one of the attractive flight attendants—continuing his established pattern of seeking attention and validation from any available woman.It would be typical Rob behavior. Find some willing participant and get his needs met while completely disregarding my presence or feelin
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Lia's POV"Thank you," I said shortly."I've been thinking," Rob continued, leaning slightly closer. "We should spend more time together while we're here. Just the two of us. Maybe take one of the boats out tomorrow? There's a secluded cove on the other side of the island. It's really private."I s
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Lia's POVThat afternoon, after a late lunch where Rob and Celeste had been insufferably touchy with each other, Celeste announced brightly that we should all spend the rest of the day by the pool."It's too beautiful to stay inside," she said, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder. "We should
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Lia's POVThe voice was low and deep and came so close to my ear that I felt the warmth of breath against my skin.Dante.Relief flooded through me so intensely my knees went weak.Not just relief that it wasn't some random staff member who would report me to Victor. Relief that it was him. That Da
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Lia's POVThe next morning, I woke up feeling different.Not just physically different—though my body was definitely still humming with residual pleasure from what Dante had done to me last night. But mentally different. Emotionally different.For the first time in longer than I could remember, I f
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