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Chapter 6: The Shape of Silence
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Inevitable Temptation: Bound to the Ravenhart Heir Chapter 6: The Shape of Silence
The water had gone lukewarm by the time Thalia’s breathing finally evened out.Steam thinned, curling lazily toward the ceiling as if even it were tired of witnessing pain. Nikolai remained still behind her, arms firm but careful, holding her together without claiming her. The space between his hands and her wounds was deliberate—measured restraint in a man who had lost control once and would never forgive himself for it.She shifted slightly.He felt it immediately.“Don’t,” he murmured.“I’m not,” she replied, her voice barely more than a breath. “I just… need to sit up.”He loosened his hold slowly, letting her move at her own pace. She turned just enough to face him, water sliding down her shoulders, her expression unreadable in the fading steam.“You shouldn’t stay,” she said.“I know.”But he didn’t move.That was the cruelty of it—how easily he stayed when it mattered least, and how firmly he would leave when it mattered most.Thalia reached for the edge of the tub and steadied
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“I won’t,” he said, jaw clenched. “You’re not walking another step like this.”“You don’t get to decide that,” she shot back, struggling—careful even in defiance, as if afraid movement itself would betray her. “My father—your family—if they see—”“I know,” he cut in, lowering his voice as he turned away from the gallery. “That’s why we’re leaving.”Her pulse thudded beneath his hand. He felt how rigid she’d gone, how she was holding herself together with sheer refusal.“You think carrying me fixes anything?” she demanded. “You think this won’t mean something to them?”“I don’t care what it means to them,” he said. “I care what it’s doing to you.”That stopped her.Just for a breath.Servants appeared at the edges of the corridor—averted eyes, carefully blank expressions. Meaning was already being manufactured. Nikolai adjusted his hold, shielding her instinctively, and moved faster.Outside, the air was sharp and cold.He opened the passenger door and eased her inside, movements contr
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That afternoon, Nikolai was summoned to the Ravenhart study.Cold air pressed in from every direction—sterile, unforgiving. Sebastian stood beside his father, Alistair Ravenhart, steel-eyed and immovable, a man who had never mistaken mercy for strength.“I won’t do it,” Nikolai said, breaking the silence. “I will not marry a woman who was maneuvered into bed by your design.”“The Ashbourne name is bleeding,” Alistair Ravenhart, his grandfather, replied calmly. “And we are the only ones holding the needle.”“Then let it bleed,” Nikolai snapped, slamming his palm against the desk. “I’m the heir. You need me more than I need this name.”Sebastian said nothing. He simply slid a thin dossier across the polished wood.Inside—photographs.Yumi outside her apartment. Yumi entering her office building. Yumi at the corner café she favored on Thursdays.Her routines. Her safety. Her life—mapped and owned.“One word,” Alistair murmured, almost kindly, “and she loses everything.”Rage surged throu
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The morning light was ruthless.It poured through the tall windows like an interrogation lamp, bleaching the room of shadows and mercy alike. Nikolai woke with his head pounding—each pulse a reminder of what his mind was already trying to bury. The echo of the night clung to him, heavy and inescapable, like a stain that no amount of denial could scrub clean.Silk sheets. Floral perfume. A room that was unmistakably hers.Thalia.A room he had seen from a distance for years—visible from his own bedroom window across the private drive that separated the Ravenhart and Ashbourne estates. Close enough to feel familiar. Far enough to pretend boundaries still existed.He sat up too quickly, regret crashing into him before the dizziness could fade. The world tilted, then steadied. Beside him, Thalia slept on—dark hair fanned across the pillow, her lashes casting faint shadows against bare skin untouched by pretense. Without the armor she wore so effortlessly in daylight, she looked devastatin
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They were both drunk—dangerously so.Nikolai was burning, barely able to hold himself together. Whether it was the alcohol or the way Thalia looked tonight, he didn’t know. All he knew was that she was devastatingly attractive—confident, bold, and standing far too close. Without another word, they ended up inside Thalia’s room.Her room. Her mansion. Her territory.Nikolai cornered her against the door, one hand braced beside her head, his body caging her in. “Are you seducing me?” he asked, his voice low and rough.Thalia lifted her chin, daring him. “Why would I?” she replied coolly. “You’re the one who brought me here. Into my room.”There was pride in her voice, as if she’d won something—yet it felt hollow even to her. They were both burning, drawn to each other in a way that felt wrong and inevitable at the same time. The air between them grew heavy, suffocating.Nikolai exhaled sharply. “What did you do, Thalia?”She frowned. “What do you mean? I didn’t do anything.”“Yes, you d
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Thalia Ashbourne had always known her birthday would never truly belong to her.It was not bitterness that shaped the thought, but familiarity. In families like hers—old, powerful, and bound by tradition—celebrations were rarely personal. They were opportunities. Displays. Silent reminders that every member carried a role to fulfill.Tonight was no different.The Ashbourne estate glowed beneath crystal chandeliers and soft golden lights, its grand ballroom alive with murmured conversations and polite laughter. Guests drifted past in tailored suits and elegant gowns, their smiles practiced, their words chosen with care. Everything about the evening was flawless.And none of it felt like hers.Thalia stood near the edge of the room, a champagne flute resting lightly between her fingers. She hadn’t taken a sip yet. She doubted she would—though the temptation lingered, sharp and persistent.She smiled when spoken to.She thanked them when congratulated.She endured.She had learned long a
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