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Chapter 18

作者: Amarablack
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Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

— William Shakespeare

CAMELLIA

My life just officially turned into a bad soap opera.

Cousins??!!

The two men in front of me already seemed to have forgotten I existed, locked in some silent stare-down competition, their words coming out in hushed, angry whispers.

Is this the part where someone reveals I’ve been on a date with the evil twin all along and dramatic music plays in the background?

I was doing a good job ignoring them until a low, dangerous sound rumbled from Lucien’s chest.

He didn't speak the words aloud, but the message was clear in the way his jaw tightened and his eyes, cold and sharp, flicked toward Darius.

A muscle jumped in Darius’s jaw, and he took a step forward, his hand clenching into a fist at his side. He didn’t shove Lucien, but the air between them thickened, crackling with an unspoken challenge that was just as forceful.

Darius shoved Lucien hard,but Lucien barely flinched, standing firm like
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