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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Author: Stone Heart
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-27 08:34:14

LIORA'S Point of view

“Are you jealous, my slave?” he said it low, like a threat. “Did it hurt watching me give someone else what you’ll never be worth?”

“I said no. No, I don’t feel jealous.” The words scraped out.

I didn’t know if I was lying to him or to myself. My lips moved, but the pain never left my chest. It twisted deeper the more I pictured her hands on him, her mouth breathing his name, her body where mine never belonged.

I couldn’t let him see it. Couldn’t let him see how broken I was, how badly I wanted to rip the image out of my mind. So I stayed silent. Let the lie rot between us.

He didn’t take it well.

“You’re a liar,” he snarled.

Before I could breathe, his hand closed around my throat. Not enough to choke, but enough to warn. His fingers pressed in, jaw locked with fury, eyes cutting through me.

“You want to play the silent game?” he growled. “You think I don’t see it written all over your face?”

I said nothing. Didn’t flinch. Just stood there, spine stiff, holding
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