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CHAPTER 31

Author: Emma Swan
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-07 23:29:24

And then, they were alone again. In that silence and stillness, Thea felt panic. She’d said too much, perhaps pushed him too far. With a shaking hand, she poured the water into her short crystal glass. The water tumbled and splashed.

“A whore…” Damiano repeated softly.

Thea said nothing. She couldn’t speak. She didn’t know where to look. The atmosphere weighed heavily on her, thick and tense.

“That’s a dreadful thing to say,” he continued.

His tone was quite normal, but bone-chilling. Thea bent her head.

“You are going through something, I get that, Thea. I really do. But do not use that word again. Ever!” Damiano added. “You are our son’s mother, and you are also my wife. You are a Chiaramonte now, and I will not have you demean yourself or our relationship in that manner. Is that clear?”

Her stomach churned, and Thea swallowed compulsively, fighting the nausea.

Relationship?

What relationship?

There was no relationship t
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