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A Proposal in Disguise
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2025-06-28 21:26:03
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Sinful Arrangement When The Walls Watch
The screen went black.The last flicker of that familiar hair burned into Amelia’s mind, lodging itself behind her eyes like a splinter she couldn’t pry free. The silence that followed was worse than the ping of alarms, worse than the static hum of the machines. It was heavy. Crushing.Frederick didn’t move at first. He stood there, muscles locked, jaw clenched, one hand braced against the console as if the weight of the entire Empire rested on that single point of contact.She wanted to reach for him, to close the gap, but she knew him well enough now to recognize the stillness. It wasn’t calm. It was storm.When he finally spoke, his voice was a low scrape of gravel. “They want me to believe it’s you.”Her throat tightened. She took one step closer, her bare feet whispering against the polished floor. “And do you?”The question hung between them.Slowly, painfully, Frederick turned his head. His eyes found hers, dark and raw, threaded with a kind of fear she had never seen in him be
Sinful Arrangement Through The Fractured Veil
Amelia’s chest tightened so fiercely that it felt as if her lungs had been compressed in a vice. Her fingers shook as she reached for the folder, as though touching it might erase the damning truth printed in cold black letters. She didn’t. She couldn’t. To do so would be to admit that maybe, in some twisted corner of reality, the accusation could be true. That maybe her presence at the Empire had been exploited, or worse, that someone had used her without her knowing.“Frederick…” Her voice trembled, soft, almost pleading. “You have to believe me. I wasn’t there. I didn’t—”“Then explain it,” he snapped, the words slicing through the room. His hands clenched the folder until the edges bent. “Tell me how your card was used at the Empire at the exact time the security systems were breached. Because right now, Amelia, it looks like you’ve been lying to me.”The accusation hung in the air like smoke, curling around her ribs, suffocating. She took a trembling step back, then another, the
Sinful Arrangement Shadows In Her Name
Amelia’s breath refused to steady. She sat on the floor of her clinic, glass scattered like sharp stars around her, the note still trembling in her hand. Patients whispered, some cried, nurses tried to calm them, but all the noise blurred into the background. The only thing clear was the paper between her fingers, the threat carved into it with jagged strokes.He will never be yours.The words seared her like an open flame, and for a moment, she thought she might choke on the weight of them. She’d known from the start that being tied to Frederick painted a target on her back, but seeing it written so bluntly, so personally, cut deeper than anything else. This wasn’t just about him. Whoever had sent this wanted her gone. Wanted her broken.The phone still lay where it had fallen, Frederick’s voice spilling out in fragments. “Amelia? … answer me. Amelia.” His tone carried a sharpness that made her chest tighten, as if he were here already, pulling her up, shielding her with that unshaka
Sinful Arrangement The Woman In The Frame
By the time the room emptied, Frederick was no closer to breathing.He had ordered them out—every technician, every guard, every last witness to the frame frozen on the wall. The silence that followed pressed against his skull, thick and suffocating, leaving him alone with the glow of screens and the shape of a woman who could not, must not, be Amelia.He replayed it again. The movement. The fall of hair over the shoulder. The turn of her body as the ID card was swiped. Credentials flashed on the corner of the screen: Dr. Amelia Hart.Each time, the same truth stared back at him, and each time he refused to believe it.His fists clenched at his sides. His pulse was a steady roar in his ears, drowning out reason, drowning out memory. Yet memory fought to surface—her voice shaking in the dark when she confessed her nightmares, the way her breath trembled against his chest, the desperate honesty in her eyes when she let him touch her as though she’d been waiting her whole life for someon
Sinful Arrangement Shape of Doubt
The knock at his door barely registered. It came again, firmer this time, and Luke’s voice followed.“Frederick. We need to talk.”Frederick closed the folder slowly, his jaw set. His reflection stared back at him in the glass, sharp and unreadable. The pieces were shifting, and for the first time in a long while, he felt the fragile edges of control slipping through his hands.He didn’t answer immediately. The silence stretched, filled with the faint hum of the city outside and the measured beat of his own heart. When he finally said, “Come in,” his voice was quieter than usual, almost too calm, as if the storm had already begun inside him.Luke stepped through, shutting the door behind him. He looked as though he’d aged in the last hour—eyes sharp but tired, shoulders heavy with whatever truth he carried. He hesitated only for a second before placing a flash drive on the desk between them.“You’re going to want to see this.”Frederick’s fingers tapped the wood, deliberate, steady. H
Sinful Arrangement Between Breath and Fear
The light found them slowly. Thin streaks slipped through the curtains, crawling across the floorboards and over the tangled sheets, until they reached the bed where Frederick and Amelia still lay. The room felt quieter than it had the night before, as though it knew not to intrude. Her head rested against his shoulder, her breath moving in sync with his, while his hand remained curved possessively at her waist, anchoring her against him even in sleep.But they were awake. Not completely, not ready to leave the safety of the dim morning, but awake enough to know that the night had changed something between them.Amelia shifted first, her eyelashes brushing against his skin as she blinked up at him. She didn’t speak, only watched him, as though trying to memorize the exact weight of his presence after such an unguarded night. Frederick’s gaze followed hers, steady and unreadable at first, until his thumb began to draw idle circles against her side. A small gesture, but enough to tell h
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