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Chapter 13: Consequences

Author: Romance Addict
last update publish date: 2026-03-03 16:59:00
Julian sat up slowly, keeping himself between me and his father.

"Dad--"

"Don't." Silas's voice was ice. "Don't say a word. Get dressed and get out of this room. Now."

"I'm not leaving her alone with you when you're like this."

"Like what? Angry that my son deliberately defied direct orders? In a room I put her in for her own protection?" Silas set the coffee cups down with careful precision. "You have ten seconds to get dressed and leave before I do something we'll both regret."

Julian's jaw cl
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