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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Penulis: Haileybeybey
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-09 16:27:20

Adrian's Pov

For a long moment, I didn’t move.

I just stared at the driver’s phone, the words burning into my mind like they had been carved with fire.

Blackmail. Manipulation. Seduction. Control.

Ethan had used them all.

He was twisting Clara into the kind of person he wanted the world to believe she was—heartless, dangerous, cruel. The kind of woman who could destroy a man without guilt.

Not the woman breathing fast inside my car.

Not the woman whose hands trembled every time she remembered what he had done to her.

Not the woman who still apologized for defending herself.

My jaw locked as a sharp, cold anger settled in my chest. It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t wild.

It was precise.

Deadly.

I turned slowly toward the car where Clara sat waiting, her shoulders small, her eyes wide with fear she thought she was hiding.

“Sir?” the driver asked carefully. “Should I—”

“Open the door,” I said.

He did.

Clara looked up, her eyes searching my face the moment I stepped inside. She could tell someth
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