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The Quiet Mathematics

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Chapter Twenty

The Quiet Mathematics

Damian’s POV

The knock silences them.

Of course it does.

Three people, three different equations, all suspended by a sound they cannot solve.

Inside, Sebastian stills first. Always the predator steadily pausing, calculating, deciding whether the sound is prey or rival because he never has a partner not even his wife. He will assume the latter. He has always assumed the world spins around challengers waiting for him.

Leila’s breath stutters next. She isn’t afraid of the noise itself. She is afraid of what she doesn’t know always the impatient and she is clever enough to know she doesn’t know much. That awareness is both her strength and her fracture.

Blake reacts last as he took steps closer, hand already tightening into a fist just like a protective reflex or maybe loyal reflex just perfectly the sort of reflex that kills men like him early, because loyalty is faster than reason.

I could predict their exact words before they speak.

Sebastian: shar
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