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Fireworks In My HeartĀ Ā Ā Part 29
Her Pov:"After all... I'm not you."The words slip out like a prayer. Or maybe a curse.Either way, I know he hears them. Very slowly, he turns around as his cold gaze falls on me. āYou are not me.ā He repeats it slowly, each word falling heavier than the last as he stalks toward me with that quiet, deliberate stride that always makes my pulse stutter. Saying my breathing hitched would be an understatement. It doesnāt matter how hard I pretend to be braveāevery time he closes in on me, every time his cold, dissecting gaze traps mine, something inside me curls in on itself.And now, with Rafaelās card hidden under my bra, the fear claws deeper, twisting painfully in my chest.He steps into my space until the air feels too tight to inhale. Towering over me, he studies my face with that unsettling patience of his, his gaze moving slowly, intentionally, like heās peeling back every layer I have. His wildflower scent surrounds me, betraying how close he is, but the heat of his stare bur
Fireworks In My HeartĀ Ā Ā Part 28
Her Pov:Edwardāhalf-hidden in the dim glow of the hallway, his expression unreadable, but his presence impossible to ignore. His eyes, cold and unrelenting, found mine in an instant, locking me in place as though the air between us had thickened. It didnāt matter how far apart we were or how many people moved through the space between usāwhen he looked at me like that, it was as if nothing and no one else existed.There was no warmth in his stare, only controlālike he was reminding me, without a single word, that he still held the reins. I tried to appear unaffected, to hold his gaze without flinching, but deep down, I could feel itāthat familiar pull, like an invisible chain tightening around my ribs. No matter how far I ran or how hard I tried to untangle myself, he always found a way to draw me back in.I turn away, finishing the last sip of my drink, its bitter aftertaste clinging to my tongue like the weight of everything Iām about to do. I need to breathe. I need space. Most
Fireworks In My HeartĀ Ā Ā Part 27
Her Pov:The game has already begun.I feel it in the air-heavy with unsaid threats and unshed blood. The kind of silence that precedes storms, the kind that hides sharp teeth behind glass smiles. I stand quietly, drink in hand, letting my eyes drift across the room, not to admire, but to hunt.If I want to break free of Edward, I'll need more than courage.I'll need power.And not just any power. I'll need someone who can rattle him-someone who can force the devil to look twice.Not many men have ever managed that. But I know that if I want even a sliver of control, I'll need to find the one who can stand tall in Edward's shadow and not flinch.I sip from my glass, letting the burn settle in my throat as I scan the room.And then-"Funny... I find you alone again."The voice coils behind me, smooth and deliberate. I turn with measured ease, eyes meeting Rafael Morozgov's.Of course.He leans against the bar like he belongs everywhere and nowhere at once. The kind of man who doesn't c
Fireworks In My HeartĀ Ā Ā Part 26
Her Pov:He walks away, expecting me to trail after himābut I donāt move. His game, his rules? Not anymore. He can keep thinking heās in control, but Iām done playing along. This time, Iām setting the rulesāand he wonāt see me coming.I returned to the hall, my heels echoing against the marble floor as I made my way back to the barāthe same place I stood before everything started to unravel.I order a drink, not because I need it, but because I need something to ground me. Something to keep my hands busy as I turn around and lean against the counter, my eyes sweeping over the room.The atmosphere is thickāoppressive, electric. Power hums through the air like a storm waiting to break. The people here aren't just rich or well-dressedāthey're dangerous. You can see it in their posture, feel it in their eyes.Every single one of them is the kind of person you donāt look at twice if you want to keep breathing. Their presence doesnāt just command respectāit demands fear. You donāt even nee
Fireworks In My HeartĀ Ā Ā Part 25
Her Pov:The air in the room is thick with tension, a current I canāt escape, not even as I push through the sea of bodies in pursuit of Edward. The music pounds in my ears, the bass matching the erratic rhythm of my heartbeat. I barely register the murmured conversations and clinking of glasses around me; my focus is locked onto his broad frame as he weaves effortlessly through the crowd.He knows Iām following him. And heās letting me.My heels click against the marble floor, my strides long and determined, but no matter how much I quicken my pace, he stays just out of reachātaunting me, luring me deeper into his game.Bastard.The moment he turns down a dimly lit corridor, my patience snaps. I quicken my pace, my fingers curling into fists at my sides. The moment I round the corner, I find him thereāwaiting. His back is against the wall, hands tucked into the pockets of his suit, one leg lazily crossed over the other. The golden glow of the sconces lining the corridor casts shadows
Fireworks In My HeartĀ Ā Ā Part 24
Her Pov:The world around us blurs into nothing. The music, the murmuring voices, and the glint of chandeliers overhead-all of it fades. There is only Edward, his hold on me suffocating, his presence an unshakable force.I should pull away. I should demand answers and force him to explain the weight behind his words. But I don't. Because deep down, beneath all my resistance, I know the truth.He is dangerous.And worse-I am drawn to it.Edward's fingers skim along the curve of my back, his touch featherlight yet commanding. He tilts his head, his stormy gaze burning into mine, daring me to look away first. But I won't. I refuse to.Instead, I square my shoulders and meet his challenge head-on. "What happens when I stop being relevant?"A slow, knowing smile curves his lips, but there is no warmth in it. Only a promise-a warning. "You won't."The certainty in his voice sends a shiver down my spine, but I swallow it down. He speaks as if my fate is already sealed, as if I am an inevitab
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