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Chapter 61

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He is a wolf in wolf's clothing.

— George Carlin.

CAMELLIA

Darius wouldn’t let me go.

At first, I couldn’t even leave the room without him noticing. Every step, every turn, every pause was watched, measured, controlled.

His presence pressed against me like a weight I couldn’t shrug off, and for the first few days, I couldn’t bring myself to breathe without him knowing.

Gradually, he loosened his grip. I could roam the library, the sitting room, and the kitchen. But the doors outside? Always locked.

He never said it outright, but the boundaries were clear:

I was free… as long as I stayed inside.

Where do you think you’re going?” His voice was calm, but every syllable held authority.

“I just… I wanted some air,” I mumbled, glancing at the door.

He stepped closer, his eyes dark. “Not outside. You can move around in the house, but the doors stay closed. Do you understand?”

I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. The corners of the room suddenly felt tiny, suffocating but he moved b
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