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Chapter One Hundred and Three: Pressure Points

Author: Vickybee
last update publish date: 2026-01-10 23:51:10

Pressure never announced itself.

It waited.

It learned where you bent, where you softened, where you loved—and then it pressed there.

Hard.

Aria woke before dawn with the strange certainty that something had shifted again. Not outwardly. The city still glowed in the dark like a living thing. Damian still slept beside her, one arm thrown protectively over the space between them, not quite touching.

But the air felt… thinner.

As if the world was holding its breath.

She slipped out of bed quietly
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