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CHAPTER 39

Autor: YomWrites
last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-14 23:40:14

SELENA'S POV

My body still throbbed with a toxic cocktail of exhaustion, lingering pain, and the bitter humiliation of how easily he had weaponized my own betraying flesh against me.

I lay curled on the damp mattress, clutching the ruined sheets to my chest like a shield, staring at the patch of moonlight cutting across the floorboards long after Draco’s heavy footsteps faded down the hall. Monster, I whispered to the empty air, tasting the coppery tang of my own split lip.

I didn’t sleep. I co
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    SELENA'S POVMy body still throbbed with a toxic cocktail of exhaustion, lingering pain, and the bitter humiliation of how easily he had weaponized my own betraying flesh against me.I lay curled on the damp mattress, clutching the ruined sheets to my chest like a shield, staring at the patch of moonlight cutting across the floorboards long after Draco’s heavy footsteps faded down the hall. Monster, I whispered to the empty air, tasting the coppery tang of my own split lip.I didn’t sleep. I couldn’t. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the phantom weight of his hands, the suffocating heat of his chest, and the terrifying, unhinged obsession burning in his dark gaze.El Paso had briefed me on Draco’s volatility, but reading a dossier in a sterile safehouse was vastly different from being trapped inside the lion’s den, playing a high-stakes game of survival where a single wrong breath meant a bullet between the eyes.When the harsh glare of a single overhead bulb flickered to life, hou

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