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Chapter 10 — The Price of the Mask

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Cassandra

Lying is a second language. An alternative breath. A skill I learned very early, just as others learn to walk.

As a child, I was that docile girl, hair neatly pulled back, knees pressed together, voice always too low. I was praised for my calmness, my impeccable demeanor. But no one loved me. Not really. I was dressed like a porcelain doll, fragile and silent, placed on a shelf without ever being spoken to. No one asked me how I felt. They demanded that I be silent, that I please, that I smile. Always.

So I learned.

That a well-placed glance was worth more than a scream.

That a sweet smile, finely sharpened, could cut more surely than a knife.

And since then, I have never told the whole truth. At least, never completely.

When I met Alexandre for the first time, I knew.

Not what I wanted. Not really.

I didn’t know if I desired him, or if I just wanted to… have him.

To possess him. To add him to the long list of my victories.

Perhaps both.

He had this strange calm, this silent
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  • Remember me naked   Chapter 128 — Shadow Games

    TANIAThe door closes behind Lyra and Alexandre, and silence falls in the apartment like a heavy veil. My breath is still uneven, my body tense from the confrontation. Lucas remains there, motionless, a smile that seeks to be reassuring on his face, but his eyes betray a calculating glint.— Tania… he says softly, moving closer to me. You held up well tonight. It was… impressive.I shiver, caught between apprehension and emotional fatigue. He sits next to me on the couch, but at a distance that makes me feel both protected and vulnerable. Every gesture, every inflection of his voice keeps me on alert.— Lucas… I… I don’t know what to say, I murmur, unable to meet his gaze.— Say nothing, he replies, almost a whisper. Tonight wasn’t about words. It was about… feeling. Understanding. And you… you felt. You gave in to your emotions.He smiles slowly, and I feel my heart race despite myself. He leans slightly, bringing his face closer to mine, but without crossing the line. Just enough fo

  • Remember me naked   Chapter 127 — The End of the Evening

    LYRAThe air seems to finally calm down, but my body remains tense, filled with every word spoken, every glance exchanged. My shoulders are heavy, my mind still alert. Alexandre is still holding my hand, discreet but firm, an invisible thread keeping me from falling into the vertigo of revelations.— Lyra… he whispers softly, you’re tired. The evening has been intense, you need to rest.I nod, grateful. The emotions from the confrontation, the secrets revealed, all of it has drained me. My gaze slides to Tania, frozen on the couch, her hands trembling, while Lucas, motionless, smiles with contained mischief. He knows that the tension he has sown has left its mark.Alexandre leans towards me, guiding me toward the hallway:— Come, it’s time for you to rest.Each step feels heavy. My body craves calm, but my mind remains prisoner to the name that shattered Tania's last barriers: Gabriel. Who is he really? What place does he occupy in this web of secrets and manipulations?As we pass by

  • Remember me naked   Chapter 126 — Shadows and Revelations

    LYRATania's breath is irregular, each word she utters leaves a trace in the air, palpable. I feel anger and curiosity intertwine, bubbling behind my chest. Alexandre still holds my hand, discreet but firm: he is my anchor, my safety line in this emotional chaos.Lucas, for his part, plays his role like an invisible conductor. Every gesture, every glance he throws at Tania amplifies the anxiety, the hesitations. He does not intervene yet; he observes, he tests, he sows seeds of doubt.— Gabriel… I repeat once more, slowly, letting each syllable weigh heavily. Who is he really?Tania lowers her eyes, her fingers tightening around her cup. Her lips tremble, as if revealing his name would be an emotional suicide.— I… I didn’t want you to find out… she stammers, her voice choked by sobs. It’s complicated, I… I never knew how to…I tilt my head slightly, imposing my presence, my silent control. The truth is here, before me, and it must come out.— Complicated is not enough, Tania. Every d

  • Remember me naked   Chapter 125 — The Veil Tears

    LYRAThe silence thickens, almost tangible. I feel Tania's breath becoming irregular, her hand trembling slightly on her cup. Every gesture she makes speaks to me more than her words. I remove all indulgence: I want the truth, nothing but the truth.— Listen to me carefully, Tania, I say slowly, letting my words settle like cold stones. Every lie, every omission, every half-truth you’ve let linger… tonight, they disappear. So start by telling me: what did you really feel the first time you… betrayed my trust?Her gaze blurs, and I sense the inner struggle. She wants to flee, turn her face away, but she stays. Lucas, for his part, tilts his head, smiles, each movement amplifying the anxiety that grips her.— I was… confused, she murmurs, I didn’t know… I…— “I didn’t know” again? I shake my head slightly, sharply. Tania, excuses are not enough. I want to understand what you were really looking for: power, attention, or simply… to hurt me?Her breath shortens, her fingers clench. The te

  • Remember me naked   Chapter 124 — Truths and Betrayals

    LYRAThe cool breeze from the terrace brushes against my skin as I set down my cup of coffee. Each breath is measured. Alexandre is beside me, his arm grazing mine under the table, a silent but solid presence. I feel that unspoken protection calming me and making me stronger. Lucas, on the other hand, continues his little game, provocative, watching Tania with a mix of defiance and calculation. But tonight, it is not him I want to read. Tonight, I want to hear Tania.— Tania… I say softly, but with a quiet firmness, what have you been up to lately?She looks at me, a mix of surprise and distrust in her eyes. Her posture is impeccable, but I sense the tension running through her shoulders. Every micro-movement, every hesitation, is a clue.— Well… she murmurs, hesitant, I… I've been working a lot, I recently changed positions. And… I've been traveling a bit. Nothing very exciting, really.I nod attentively, noting the pauses in her sentences, the hesitations in her voice. This is not t

  • Remember me naked   Chapter 123 — Coffee on the Terrace

    LYRADinner finally comes to an end. The plates are cleared, the candles still flicker, but the atmosphere is lighter… at least on the surface. I can feel the tension that has built up throughout the meal starting to dissipate, replaced by a cautious vigilance. Alexandre gives me a knowing glance, and without a word, I understand that it’s time to move on to the next step: the terrace for coffee.— I suggest we take our coffee on the terrace, I say as I stand up, with a measured smile. It’s mild, the night is beautiful.Tania raises an eyebrow, a bit surprised, but nods. Lucas, on the other hand, wears a slight ironic smile.We all head out to the terrace. The air is cool, filled with the scents of night flowers. I sit at the round wrought-iron table, Alexandre beside me. His arm brushes against mine, and I feel a comforting warmth wash over me. My gaze meets his: silent complicity, a tacit promise that we control the situation, together.Tania sits across from me, sitting up straight

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