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CHAPTER TEN

作者: Stone Heart
last update 最終更新日: 2025-07-26 11:48:58

DRAVEN’S point of view

I dropped into my seat like a man who didn’t owe anyone a damn thing.

Ms. Blackwood followed behind me, hips swaying like she thought she still had my attention. She didn’t. I didn’t even look her way. No pulled chair, no polite nod. That wasn’t who I was, not with her, not with anyone.

I picked up my knife and fork and started eating.

The silence stretched. She waited and I didn’t care.

Then she spoke, her voice dripping with that post-pleasure pride. “Did I make you happy earlier?”

I didn’t lift my eyes.

“Eat,” I said flatly. “Don’t talk.”

The words dropped like ice between us. She flinched, barely noticeable, but I caught it. She turned her attention to her plate, swallowing the insult because she knew better than to test me when I was like this.

My jaw worked slowly, chewing through meat that tasted like nothing, because in the back of my mind she was still there.

Not Ms. Blackwood but Liora.

Watching us earlier.

Standing in the doorway like a ghost, soaking
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