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Chapter 59: Conquest Upon the Black Silk

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Thalia's POV

​The room felt as though it were shrinking, the air growing heavy and suffocating until nothing remained but the thick, intoxicating scent of Lysander’s musk. I stood there, rooted in the center of the chamber, my skin crawling and burning under a gaze so intense it felt as if he were stripping me bare, layer by agonizing layer.

​"Do you really think you can run from me after everything I sacrificed to possess you, Thalia?" His voice was a low, guttural hiss that vibrated deep in
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