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Her Exodus, His Regret. 104. Three Days Of Illusion
104. Three Days Of IllusionBy evening, Dahlia had left the office before Lucien.He remained in the executive office of DAH Global, reviewing files to ensure nothing was out of place.Or perhaps that was just what it looked like.His jaw tightened as his thoughts returned to everything that had happened that day. He and Dahlia had barely found their way back to each other, and now Sasha had decided to deal them a heavy blow.Well done, Sasha, he thought, his lips twitching into a slight smirk.Once he was done reviewing the files, he arranged them in the same order Dahlia had taught him a few days earlier. He had just risen from his seat when his phone buzzed on the table.Jace.Lucien picked it up immediately.“Jace.”He listened as Jace delivered his report. When the latter was done, Lucien replied with a curt, “Okay. Get the car ready.”Then he hung up.He heaved a deep sigh, his gaze sweeping across the office one last time before he walked out.By the time he arrived downstairs,
Her Exodus, His Regret. Chapter 103. The Villainess
Chapter 103. The Villainess The Next Day. Dahlia was dressed for work and had just stepped out of her penthouse when Gaux appeared beside her.“Good morning, Miss Winters.”“Morning to you too, Gaux,” Dahlia replied, her voice as sweet as ever.Gaux offered her a smile, but her fingers tightened around the tablet in her hands. Her heart sank as she glanced at the headline displayed on the screen, and for a moment, she struggled to decide whether she should let Dahlia see it.Unfortunately for her, Dahlia had already noticed the change in her expression.“What's wrong?”Gaux straightened almost immediately and turned off the tablet. “Nothing, Miss Winters.”Dahlia narrowed her eyes.“Margaux.”A sharp gasp escaped Gaux at the sound of her full name. Dahlia rarely called her that unless she wanted her undivided attention, and the tone she had just used made it clear that this was not something she could brush aside.“But, Miss Winters…”“Hand it over.”Gaux hesitated for barely a sec
Her Exodus, His Regret. 102. The One Above Her...
102. The One Above Her...Lucien picked up the call, his expression hardening almost immediately."Mom.""Lucien." Diane's voice came through the phone, hoarse and strangely subdued, nothing like the voice he remembered.His brows drew together slightly, but his tone remained cold. "What is it?"A brief pause followed."What do you say to dinner tonight?"Lucien said nothing. His fingers tightened around the phone, and for a moment, he simply stared through the windshield, his expression unreadable."I haven't seen you in a while, son," Diane continued, her voice carrying a faint note of reproach. "Don't you even miss your... mother?"Lucien's jaw tightened.For a moment, neither of them spoke. The silence stretched between them, heavy with everything they had left unsaid."Okay," he finally replied. "I'm on my way."Before Diane could say anything else, he ended the call.He lowered his head, his grip tightening around the steering wheel until his knuckles paled slightly. The silence
Her Exodus, His Regret. 101. Little Moments
101. Little Moments A black Mercedes Benz pulled up in front of Dahlia's penthouse that evening, and came to a quiet halt at the entrance. "Thanks" Dahlia said, unbuckling her seatbelt. Lucien said nothing and only unbuckled his. Before she could say a word, he opened the door and stepped out, rounding it once and arriving at her side. In one swift movement, her door was opened. Dahlia paused to blink. "Okay Mr Voss" she said cocking her head to the side. "You're being really dramatic". "Is that so?" he said with a playful grin. Dahlia rolled her eyes and stepped out of the car and began walking towards the entrance of her house. "You're always doing that""What?""Acting like I'm some princess who can't open a car door by herself."Lucien slipped his hands into his pockets, his lips curving into a smile. "But you are a princess."Dahlia stopped walking.Slowly, she turned to look at him. "Lucien Voss.""Yes, Your Highness?""Don't start.""Start what?""That thing you're doin
Her Exodus, His Regret. 100. All yours, Princess...
100. All yours, Princess...Morning arrived softly. No alarms. No notifications.Just the quiet kind of light that slipped through the curtains without asking permission, settling across the room in warm, unhurried strips.Dahlia felt it before she fully woke. The warmth. The weight of the arm that was resting loosely on the waist. The steady rhythm of breathing that didn't belong to her. She stayed exactly where she was. Eyes still close. Half asleep, half awake. For a brief, peaceful moment, she just listened. Then...the memories flooded in. The sequence of it all. The call. The dinner. The ruined cake. The movie. And the necklace resting quietly against her skin. His voice, low enough to become part of the silence.'May I finally kiss Your Highness?'A smile tugged unconsciously at the corner of her lips.Then came the kiss.Soft. Gentle. Careful.Until somehow it wasn't. The memory alone was enough to make something flutter quietly inside her chest all over again. She wasn
Her Exodus, His Regret. 99. One final thing...
99. One final thing...By the time Dahlia stepped out of the shower, Lucien was already done with his.Freshly changed, he waited in the upstairs living room, everything already prepared. The lights had been dimmed. The wide television was already on, the crimson Netflix 'N' glowing boldly against the black screen. A bowl of popcorn rested on the center table with two wine glasses and a bottle of wine. "Hey" Dahlia said softly from the doorway. Lucien turned, his eyes catching her in that instant. For one suspended moment, all he could do was look. Dahlia just stood there, wrapped in one of his linen shirts which stopped somewhere above her knee. Dahlia caught his gaze and quickly rushed to explain. "I couldn't find anything else" she managed. Without waiting for a reply—if there even was one— she rounded the two-seater sofa where he was already seated and sat. "So..." she said, reaching for the bowl of popcorn in front of her, "...what are we watching?"She grabbed a handful of
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