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Sixty Four
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His Playmate Eighty Nine
Julia’s POV The room felt too quiet after Maria left, too still, like every sound in the mansion was holding its breath. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the door she had walked out from only a few minutes ago, trying to convince myself that everything had actually happened. That she had really been here. That I had hugged her and felt her warmth and heard her voice and seen her smile even after everything she suffered because of me. My mind was still replaying the moment she touched my hand to assure me she was real, like she knew I needed proof because I still felt like I was dreaming or hallucinating or seeing a ghost I had long mourned. The guilt stayed in my chest like a heavy stone. It pressed hard, harder than my lungs could handle, and I had to swallow several times just to breathe properly. I hated how easily tears still found me. I hated how my eyes got wet every few minutes as if my body was betraying me, as if crying was the only language it knew. Maria’s word
His Playmate Eighty Eight
Lucian’s POV The mayor’s voice arrived inside my office with the same fragile weight as a cracked glass that was one careless movement away from shattering, and the moment he spoke those words I already knew he was going to be difficult, because men like him always imagined they had choices, even when every breath they took belonged to me. “That won't be possible.” He said it lightly, trying to hold on to a courage that had never truly been his. His voice trembled underneath the thin layer of authority he tried to wrap around it, but that trembling was the only honest part of him. I leaned back into my chair without replying, allowing silence to fall over him slowly. Silence could suffocate if wielded well, and I had perfected the art long ago. The mayor shifted in his seat almost immediately, revealing just how deeply silence could reach into a man’s bones. My head still carried the dull reminder of last night, not a painful headache, but a sluggish heaviness that made the world
His Playmate Eighty Seven
Lucian’s POV The moment her body softened in my arms inside that bathroom, I knew she was gone into sleep. It happened so suddenly that it caught me off guard. One minute she was crying against me, trembling like a wounded animal that had stopped fighting, and the next her head dropped on my shoulder as if something in her had simply switched off. Her breath warmed my skin in soft, uneven patterns. Her fingers, which had been clutching the fabric near my chest with all the strength she had left, slowly loosened until her hand rested with no resistance. I stared down at her face. Her lashes were still wet from the tears that refused to stop earlier. Her cheeks were flushed from the emotional storm she had gone through. She looked younger like that. Smaller. Much more fragile than she pretended to be when she tried to fight me with words that were meant to break something inside me. And they nearly had. But I could not let myself think about that now. I could not allow myself
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
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