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Chapter Five: A Dangerous Pull

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Emily should have hated him.

Jason embodied everything her father had warned her against: dangerous, cold, unrepentant. He moved like a predator, his very presence filling a room with unease, and yet when his eyes found hers, something beneath that darkness beckoned.

The days following their wedding blurred into a rhythm she hadn’t expected. Mornings in the

sprawling mafia estate were silent; Jason would already be gone by the time she woke, leaving her to wander through cold marble halls with Plu and Rain at her side.

Evenings, however, brought him back—sometimes bloodied from whatever business he refused to speak of, sometimes polished in a tailored suit, smelling faintly of gunpowder and whiskey.

And each night, he looked at her like she was both his responsibility and his temptation. Emily told herself she should despise that gaze. Instead, she found herself waiting for it.

The tension grew one evening after a long, suffocating dinner with his allies. Ryan, charming

and bold, tea
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