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Chapter 65

Author: Diavola
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-04 13:38:11

I woke with a jolt, my body heavy from another night of fractured sleep. A sharp knock pulled me upright, and Mrs. Thornton’s voice cut through the door, firm but tinged with urgency.

“Lena, get up. Mr. Castelli wants you in his office.”

I rubbed my eyes, exhaustion clinging to me like damp cloth. “Now?”

“Now, honey.” Her tone was gentle but left no room for debate.

I pulled on a sweater, and shuffled down the hall. The door was ajar, his silhouette sharp against the morning glow.

He sat behind his desk, a glass of whiskey in one hand, papers scattered like a battlefield. Mrs. Thornton followed me in, her presence a quiet anchor in this house of steel and secrets.

“You’re going for a checkup,” Leo said, his voice flat, not looking up. “Thorough. Non-negotiable.”

Is this his plan to get my body checked?

My stomach twisted, irritation flaring. “A checkup? I’m fine. I don’t need some doctor poking at me.”

His eyes flicked up, dark and unyielding. “You’ve been through too much, Lena. I’m
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