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WHISPERS IN THE GLASS HOUSE

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-01-09 05:25:12

The glasshouse was quiet, but the silence felt brittle, like the surface of a frozen lake ready to crack under the slightest weight. Inside, the soft hum of air filtration and the faint scent of jasmine could not mask the tension.

Justina moved between the delicate plants, her fingers brushing leaves and petals as if grounding herself. Carson followed, his presence steady behind her, a shield against the storm outside and the one building around them.

“They’ve started,” Carson said quietly, his
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  • TIED IN HIS BED   EMBERS OF TOMORROW

    The city lay quiet, a fragile calm settling over streets still glistening from the storm. Sunlight spilled across glass towers and rain-slicked asphalt, painting the world anew. Inside the stronghold, the air was thick with lingering tension but tempered now by relief, triumph, and the hum of rebuilding.Justina Ashes moved slowly through the chamber, senses still alert, though the battle had ended. Every scar, every mark of struggle, spoke not only of pain, but of survival, of strength, of fire forged into resilience. Her hand lingered on the final ember, now encased in a protective sphere. Its steady, warm glow was more than a relic of power, it was a symbol of choice regained, of legacy rewritten, of hope reclaimed.Carson Wills approached silently, deliberate, and took her hand, intertwining fingers. The heat of his touch sent a familiar shiver down her spine. “Morning,” he murmured, voice low, carrying both relief and an undercurrent of desire.Justina smiled, leaning back into h

  • TIED IN HIS BED   ASHES REBORN

    The storm had passed, leaving the city bathed in the pale silver light of dawn. Rain-soaked streets mirrored the fractured skyline, ozone lingering in the air like a whispered memory. Inside the stronghold, remnants of fire and chaos lingered like ghosts smoke curled lazily from scorched panels, wires hung like metallic vines, and shadows retreated from the corners where battle had raged. The weight of legacy, secrets, and betrayal still clung to the walls, but it no longer bound Justina Ashes. She was free, she had earned the freedom she had fought for.Justina stood in the center of the chamber, chest heaving, pulse still thrumming with adrenaline. Her hands were bruised, trembling slightly, yet her eyes blazed with triumph. She surveyed the room, the flickering monitors, scorched panels, and bent metal told the story of a battle won not only with skill and strength, but with will, love, and survival.Carson Wills was beside her, every inch the protective presence she had come to re

  • TIED IN HIS BED   THE FINAL EMBER

    The air in the stronghold was thick with heat, smoke, and tension. Every monitor glowed with data, every shadow seemed to shift with intent, and every breath carried the weight of impending confrontation. Justina stood at the center, heart hammering, senses sharpened to every movement. The pulse of the building coursed like blood through its veins, a living testament to her mother’s legacy.Carson was at her side, his hand brushing hers, a tether, a promise, a lifeline. Silent for minutes, eyes scanning, body coiled like a predator, every nerve alert. His presence grounded her, a reminder that even in chaos, they were united.Ezra hovered slightly behind, tablet in hand, calculating, predicting, analyzing. “This is it,” he murmured. “The final defenses. The last tests. Once we cross this threshold, there’s no turning back.”Justina inhaled slowly. The storm outside mirrored the one in her chest, lightning flashing through reinforced windows, thunder rolling like a drumbeat of fate. Th

  • TIED IN HIS BED   THE HEART OF FIRE

    The central chamber pulsed with energy. Every monitor, every cable, every flicker of light amplified the tension in the room. Sparks from the stronghold’s failing defenses hissed and smoldered, the faint scent of burnt metal lingering like a warning. Justina’s heart raced in tandem with the distant storm outside, each beat a drum signaling confrontation, desire, and inevitability.Carson moved beside her, taut and alert, his hand brushing hers a grounding touch, a silent tether amid the chaos. There was no room for hesitation. Not now. Not ever.Ezra’s voice, calm but sharp, cut through the tension. “This is it. The heart of her operation. Every contingency, every trap, every hidden truth it’s here. And she knows you’re ready to face it.”Justina inhaled sharply, letting adrenaline mingle with the simmering fire within her. Every instinct, every memory, every lesson from shadows and betrayal converged in this moment.At the far end of the chamber, her mother stood, poised with an eleg

  • TIED IN HIS BED   BENEATH THE ASHES

    The stronghold’s corridors had shifted from sterile metallic order to chaos, a storm contained in steel and shadows. Sparks flew from broken panels, alarms screamed in jagged symphonies, and the faint scent of smoke clung to the air like a lingering threat. Justina moved deliberately, every step calculated, every breath a battle between instinct and fear.Carson followed closely, the faint brush of his hand against hers a grounding anchor amid the turmoil. His eyes were sharp, unwavering, tracking every movement, anticipating every threat. They had learned long ago that survival was more than courage, it was foresight, unity, and trust.Ezra lingered behind them, quiet and focused, a silent strategist monitoring the chaos through flickering screens. His instructions came in sharp, precise whispers. “Through the east wing. Minimal exposure. Watch for her operatives she is testing not just you, but all of us.”Justina’s pulse thundered in her ears. Beneath the ashes of her mother’s lega

  • TIED IN HIS BED   ASHES OF BETRAYAL

    The metallic corridors of the stronghold echoed with their footsteps, every sound amplified, every shadow a potential threat. Justina’s pulse raced, a mixture of fear, adrenaline, and determination coiling in her veins like fire. Carson moved beside her, every motion precise, controlled, his presence a tether to reality and courage she desperately needed.Ezra’s voice came from behind, low and calculated. “She is testing you. Every movement, every glance, every hesitation, it is all being recorded. If she detects doubt, she will exploit it immediately.”Justina swallowed hard, hands tightening on the edge of a railing as they approached a massive reinforced door. Beyond it lay the heart of her mother’s operation—the nerve center of the network, the epicenter of the legacy that had haunted her entire life.Carson’s eyes met hers. “No hesitation. Not now. Trust your instincts. Trust me.”She nodded, breathing deeply, letting his words anchor her. Together, they pushed the door open. The

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