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His Playmate Eighty Six
Julia’s POV For a moment, my heart stopped. My breath caught halfway in my throat as I stared at her. My mind could not form words. I blinked once, twice, trying to make sense of what my eyes were seeing. My body froze completely, every muscle tightening as if I had just seen something that should not exist in this world. Maria stood right there, smiling softly at me. Her face looked real, not a ghost, not an illusion. Her dark hair fell gently on her shoulders, her eyes bright, calm, filled with something that looked too human to be fake. I felt my mouth go dry. My chest ached from disbelief. I thought she was dead. The last time I saw Maria was the night I tried to escape. The night she risked everything for me. The same night Lucian punished her because of my mistake. I could still hear her screams in my head. I remembered her blood. I remembered how helpless I felt when they dragged her away and I could not do anything. Every night since then, her face haunted me. I crie
His Playmate Eighty Five
Julia’s POV For a moment, my heart stopped. My breath caught halfway in my throat as I stared at her. My mind could not form words. I blinked once, twice, trying to make sense of what my eyes were seeing. My body froze completely, every muscle tightening as if I had just seen something that should not exist in this world. Maria stood right there, smiling softly at me. Her face looked real, not a ghost, not an illusion. Her dark hair fell gently on her shoulders, her eyes bright, calm, filled with something that looked too human to be fake. I felt my mouth go dry. My chest ached from disbelief. I thought she was dead. The last time I saw Maria was the night I tried to escape. The night she risked everything for me. The same night Lucian punished her because of my mistake. I could still hear her screams in my head. I remembered her blood. I remembered how helpless I felt when they dragged her away and I could not do anything. Every night since then, her face haunted me. I cried cou
His Playmate Eighty Four
Julia’s POV The air in the room was too heavy. I could barely breathe. Everything around me seemed to echo in silence — the sound of my heartbeat, the faint drip of water from the tap, the soft rustle of his shirt as he stood there watching me. My body trembled. His eyes were fixed on me like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. That look — the same one that used to make me melt — now burned through my chest like fire. I wanted to say something. Anything. But no words came out. Lucian’s expression was unreadable. He looked both calm and furious, cold and broken, as if he was fighting with himself to stay in control. I hated that look. I hated that even now, after everything he had done, my heart still reacted to it. I wanted to push him away, to scream, to tell him how much I despised the way he made me feel. But instead, the words came out choked and bitter. “Sometimes I wish you fucking died instead of your younger version of yourself.” The words slipped from my m
His Playmate Eighty Three
Lucian’s POVThe first thing I felt when I woke up was the pounding in my head. A deep, unrelenting throb that reminded me how much I drank last night. My eyelids felt heavy, and the room spun faintly around me. I groaned quietly, pressing my fingers against my temples. I needed a moment to remember where I was.The familiar scent in the air caught me before the memories did. It was soft, faintly floral, and undeniably hers. Julia. I inhaled slowly, that fragrance settling deep inside my lungs. She always carried it with her, even when she tried to hide it. It was the kind of scent that clung to everything it touched. The bedsheets. My shirt. The room.It was strange, because my bed had never smelled like that before. I blinked several times, trying to clear my head, and when I shifted slightly, I noticed a faint trace of warmth beside me. My muscles tensed. The memory hit me all at once.Julia.Her trembling voice. The anger that glimmered behind her eyes. The way I had pulled her cl
His Playmate Eighty Two
(Julia’s POV)I didn’t open the door.Not immediately. My hand hovered above the handle for what felt like forever. My heart was pounding so fast I thought he could hear it through the wall. I wanted to hide, to melt into the floor, to vanish completely. But I couldn’t.Because when Lucian said my name the third time, it wasn’t a command. It was almost a whisper. Tired. Soft. Dangerous.I opened the door.He stood there, barefoot, his shirt halfway unbuttoned, his hair messy. His eyes looked heavy from sleep, but still sharp enough to make me flinch. He scanned me from head to toe, and then his gaze dropped to the box in my trembling hands.“What’s that?” he asked quietly.“Nothing,” I said too quickly. My voice cracked, betraying me instantly.He took a slow step forward. “Julia.”My grip on the box tightened. “I said it’s nothing.”His brows furrowed. “Don’t lie to me.”I swallowed hard, taking a step back. The wall was cold against my back, but his presence felt hotter than fire. I
His Playmate Eighty One
(Julia’s POV) I woke up to warmth. Soft, steady, deep warmth — not from the blanket, not from the morning sun peeking through the curtains, but from a body pressed so close to mine that I could feel each breath that left his lungs. For a moment, I couldn’t move. My head was against something firm yet strangely comforting, and my heartbeat seemed to echo another’s. Lucian. It hit me so fast my body went rigid. His arm was draped across my waist, heavy and possessive even in sleep. His fingers were tangled in the fabric of my shirt as if even unconscious, he couldn’t let me go. My mind screamed to move, to push him away, but my body... betrayed me. He was still asleep. I could see the faint rise and fall of his chest, the relaxed lines of his jaw, the faint shadow of stubble across his skin. His hair was messy — not his usual perfect, slicked look — and his lips were parted slightly. He looked… human. Not the monster who had locked me in rooms or broken me down with his words
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