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Chapter 7: Shattered Glass

مؤلف: Lale
last update آخر تحديث: 2025-08-13 02:15:21

Leona's POV

I couldn’t breathe.

The room wasn’t spinning. It wasn’t collapsing.

I was.

Fifteen million dollars.

That’s what I was worth to him.

My knees didn’t buckle. My body didn’t tremble. I stood there like I was carved out of marble. But inside? I was cracking... long, ugly fractures splitting through everything I thought I knew.

He did it.

Luca did it.

He didn’t protect me. He didn’t even lose me.

He traded me. Packaged me like a neat little gift and handed me to the devil.

And the worst part? I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. My heart didn’t even pound. It just… slowed.

I sat on the edge of the bed, hoping to cry since Luca left.

But the tears wasn't coming.

I should’ve felt shame.

But all I felt was… numb.

How long had he been planning it? Was I always just a chess piece?

Had every “I love you, Leo” been a lie?

My fingers curled into the silk sheets until my nails dug into my palms. I stared ahead, past the window, past the moonlight slicing across the floor.

And for the first t
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