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Chapter 54: Control

Auteur: Twistella
last update Date de publication: 2025-08-06 23:59:35
“You’re insane.” The words shot from Arabella’s lips, sharp and trembling. Her fists clenched at her sides as she glared at Lucas, who stood there calm, collected, infuriatingly unfazed.

“What is that even supposed to mean?” she sputtered.

Lucas didn’t flinch. He Siad what

He meant every word he had said. Shamelessly.

He wanted her bare.

And now he realized—he didn’t need to ask. He could simply take.

He owned her.

The thought made her stomach knot. But deep down, beneath the outrage, a darke
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