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Chapter 176

Author: Bunnykoo
last update publish date: 2026-03-07 04:27:29

One week passed with the phone hidden in her closet.

Every morning before dawn, Aria took it out. Five minutes—that's all she allowed herself. Five minutes of staring at Alex's message while her hands shook and her mind waged war with itself. This can't be tracked. Contact me when you're ready. You're not alone. Her thumb hovered over the keyboard every single time. Type something. Reach out. Ask for help. But fear stopped her—fear of what Damian would do if he found out, fear that escape was i
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    Aria stood in front of the full-length mirror in the penthouse, running her hands down the sides of the black dress. The fabric felt nice against her skin, soft and a little clingy in all the right places, nothing stiff or showy. She had left her hair down because she knew he liked it that way, the waves falling loose over her shoulders. She turned a little, checking the back, when she heard his footsteps behind her. Damian stepped up close, already in his dark suit with the top button open, and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He didn’t say anything right away. He just pulled her back against his chest and pressed a slow kiss right below her ear, his breath warm and steady.“You look like mine,” he said quietly, his voice low and rough like it always got when he was feeling possessive.She smiled and turned in his arms, giving him a quick, warm kiss on the mouth. “Then take me out.”The ride down in the elevator was quiet. In the car, the ci

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    Her mouth snapped shut.He stared at her. No anger in the look. Only emptiness. A complete absence of mercy, of warmth, of anything that could be bargained with. She had seen him ruthless before. Never like this. Never aimed entirely at her.“I do not know what you are talking—”“Last time.” Barely a whisper. “Say it.”Her composure shattered.“Fine.” The word ripped out of her, raw and ugly. “Yes. I arranged it. I called someone. I told him to find her, scare her, make her understand she does not belong anywhere near you, near your life, near any part of your world.” Her voice rose, shaking harder with every word. “Because she does not. She never did. She came from nothing. She is nothing. Your wife treated her like a piece of furniture for years and she just stood there and took it because that is all she knows. And then you. For years I was right there. I knew every single thing you needed. I understood your world better than anyone. A

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