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Chapter Seven

Author: Glory Nonye
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-03 17:40:53

I tried leaving the mansion by noon.

I made it as far as the front door before Christopher blocked me. Shit, I’ve been caught.

“Orders, ma’am.”

“From who?” I demanded.

He looked at me flatly. “My boss. Your husband.”

The word husband felt like a slap.

Damian showed up minutes later, eyes cold, aura sharp. Holy shit, when did he get here, do they have this physic connection.

“Elena, I told you: you don’t go anywhere without protection.” He said

“I’m not a child!”

“No,” he said softly, “you’re worse. You’re a target.”

I froze. A target? Target for what?

He stepped closer, his voice dropping dangerously, “last night wasn’t random. Those men weren’t simply drunk. They were testing my boundaries.”

“Boundaries?”

“Touch you… and see what I’d do.” I am not going to lie, that was kind of hot, snap out of it Elena, we are supposed to be pissed.

His eyes darkened.

“And I did exactly what they wanted to see.”

“What does that mean?” I whispered.

“It means this isn’t about you being my bride, Elena
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