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The Scars We Keep

Author: Authoress Funky
last update publish date: 2026-01-26 03:32:36

Chapter 13

Valencia’s POV

The gym was a frozen crypt at three a.m., lit only by the stuttering strobe of the target range. The rest of the manor slept like the dead. I hadn’t slept in days.

Thin black tactical tank clung to my sweat-damp skin, leggings second-skin tight. Hair yanked back so severely my scalp burned, a deliberate punishment. The pampered Isabella who once obsessed over silk sheets and scented oils was long gone.

I raised the Glock Silas had pressed into my palm earlier that nigh
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    Chapter 42 Valencia’s POV The steam in the guest bathroom was so thick I could barely see my own reflection in the glass, but I didn't care. I scrubbed. I used the loofah like it was a weapon, scouring every inch of skin Antonio’s wandering eyes had touched, every place his scotch-scented breath had ghosted over. "V, you're going to peel your own skin off," Jax’s voice came through the comms, vibrating with a mix of amusement and lingering adrenaline. "And as much as I appreciate the commitment to hygiene, we have a schedule. The 'King of the Bedroom’ and I use that term with a massive, vomit-inducing asterisk is currently downstairs in the dining hall. He’s eating eggs like he just conquered a small nation with his crotch." I shut off the water, the silence of the room rushing in. I wrapped myself in a plush white robe, leaning my forehead against the cold tile. "He actually believes it, Jax. He’s sitting there right now, convinced he’s the greatest lover in the Mediterranean beca

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