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Morning. Cold white light sliced through the curtain gap and fell across the bed.Every muscle in my body ached like I'd been run over by a truck. Twice.The man who'd cried and begged me not to leave just hours ago was now facing away from me, elegantly buttoning his shirt.Silas had changed into a crisp black shirt, fingers deftly fastening the last button.His expression had returned to its usual frost — as if the man who'd panted against my neck and clawed at the sheets with red-rimmed eyes had been a hallucination."Awake?"He turned, gaze cool and detached. "Last night was an anomaly. In twenty-nine days, I'll honor our agreement and finalize the divorce.""The house is yours. I'll move out immediately."His tone was clean, efficient — like he was settling a routine asset allocation.So that was his game. Sleep with me, then pretend nothing happened.Not only denying everything he'd confessed, but picking up the ice-king act right where he'd left off?I laughed — the kind of laug
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Deep into the night. The air still carried traces of humidity.The vicious wound on Silas's chest had healed, leaving only a thin line of fresh pink skin.He lay on his side next to me, crimson still lingering in his pupils, wearing an absurdly incongruent expression — the sated contentment of a puppy.I looked at him, and the curiosity I'd been suppressing for hours finally clawed its way out.I poked his solid chest, softened my voice:"Silas, wake up. Look at me. Tell me — who are you?"He blinked slowly. His voice was sandpaper-rough, sluggish with satiation."...Silas."I waved three fingers in front of his face, fighting back a grin. "How many is this?"He stared at my fingertips, struggling to focus.As if afraid I'd vanish, he seized my wrist and buried his face in my palm, mumbling:"Three... don't go."Confirmed: he was still in a post-euphoric daze. Time for the real questions.I laced my fingers through his and asked softly:"Then tell me. Why did you marry me? Was it reall
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The gala ended. On the ride home, we sat in silence.Neon lights streaked past the car window. Silas sat in the shadows like a sleeping statue.I thought about that obnoxious ruby brooch and felt a prickle of unease.As the car turned into an alley, I asked the driver to stop — I wanted to pop into a shop I frequented.But the moment I stepped out and took a few steps, a flash of cold steel lunged from the darkness.Several armed figures rushed straight at my chest. My mind went blank."GET DOWN!"A snarl tore through the air.A massive force wrenched me into an embrace.I heard fabric ripping. I looked up in shock — from Silas's back, a pair of enormous, pitch-black bone wings had unfurled.The pressure rolling off him turned savage in an instant. His silver-gray eyes blazed crimson.A single backhand sweep sent the attackers flying like snapped kites, crashing into the walls.The presence of a high-order demon — cold, brutal, and absolute.But the moment it was over, the wings dissol
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His warm breath gusted past my ear again, and I let out a helpless whimper, my whole body going soft."Iris, the camera situation has been handled remotely.""...Got it."Watching him slip back into that familiar, detached composure, I wanted to ask him to explain the kiss. But in the end, the words died on my tongue.I retreated to my own room and collapsed on the bed.The moonlight outside was pale and cold. But I could almost see, in the room next door, a black heart-tipped tail thrashing wildly in the dark.My phone was buzzing again, but I had no energy left to check. Probably another victory lap from Silas's forum alter-ego.As for why we'd ended up in separate beds again — he'd likely been on the verge of "exposure" and couldn't take the risk.Thinking this, I slowly closed my eyes.That night, I slept terribly.My dreams were a kaleidoscope of overlapping shadows — one moment Silas was ice-cold at the negotiating table, slashing prices without mercy. The next, he was hunched be
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I was caged in his arms, every whimper smothered against his searing chest.He held tighter, hands locked at the small of my back, as though trying to crush me into his bones.He seemed truly lost in sleep — no matter how I trembled or whispered for mercy, he showed no response. Only instinct, pulling me closer, letting out a deep, satisfied rumble.Before that inferno could consume me entirely, I seized a moment when his breathing deepened and wriggled free like an eel, fleeing barefoot to the bathroom.I locked the door, exhaled a scalding breath, and dug out my phone with shaking hands.The forum post had updated at the exact same moment."GUYS. I touched my wife's waist. I KISSED HER. Just now — she's sleeping in my room. What do I do, what do I DO, I think I'm melting. My tail almost slipped out but she didn't see it.""Her lips are so soft. I love them so much. OH MY GOD.""I pretended to casually hug her and pressed her face into my chest. You'll never guess what happened.""SHE
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"Not here — Silas — we already signed—"My protest was swallowed whole by a sudden, overwhelming kiss. His lips crashed down, hard and searing, stealing every last breath.His tongue pried my teeth apart with ruthless precision, teasing and chasing and sucking until I could only make broken, muffled sounds.My already-weak body gave out completely. My legs buckled, and I slid toward the floor.He didn't let go. He followed me down, bracing himself over me with one arm, creating a space barely large enough for two.Then — his voice, grinding with control, almost icy:"Iris, don't move. There are hidden cameras in the house."I froze. A chill raced up my spine, and every trace of breathless desire crystallized into ice."What? Cameras? Who planted them?""Preliminary sweep points to someone targeting tomorrow's gala. They want leverage on us."He paused. His scorching breath fanned against the hollow of my neck, but his tone was pure boardroom composure."I'll keep my word about the divo
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