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Chapter Seventy-One
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2026-07-08 22:01:07Beth moved into my house with two suitcases, one oversized tote bag, and enough emotional support snacks to survive a natural disaster.
I found her in my kitchen wearing fuzzy socks, my old pink robe, and the guilty expression of someone who had already opened three cabinets and judged me.
“You own one pan,” she said.
I stood in the doorway with two security guards behind me and Luca’s driver waiting outside like I was visiting a crime scene instead of m
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The interview was not my idea.That felt important.If anyone later accused me of intentionally participating in the public unraveling of my own private life, I wanted the record to show that I had been sitting peacefully in Luca’s penthouse, drinking coffee under the supervision of two security guards and one very judgmental news cycle, when his public relations team descended like well-dressed vultures.“It is not an interview,” Luca said.I stared at him.Across the room, three people in sleek suits were arranging lights near the windows. Another woman was steaming a jacket. Someone else had placed fresh flowers on the table, which felt like a terrible choice considering the week we were having.“Then why is there a camera?” I asked.Luca did not blink. “It is a controlled statement.”“With a host.”“A journalist.”“And multiple cameras.”“Controlled cameras.”I turned to Brian, who stood near the doorway with his arms folded and an expression that said he had lost several battles
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Luca caught me reading the comments because I laughed once.Not a normal laugh.A horrified, strangled little sound that came out of me before I could stop it.From the other side of the bedroom, where he had been speaking quietly to Brian on the phone, Luca looked up immediately.“What?”“Nothing.”His eyes narrowed.I locked my phone.Too late.The movement was suspicious.Luca ended the call with one sentence.“Send me the updated list.”Then he set the phone down and looked at me with the kind of focus that made casino executives confess things they had not even done yet.“Sienna.”“No.”“I haven’t asked anything.”“You were going to.”“I was.”“And the answer is no.”His mouth curved slightly.That was my first warning.Luca Moretti smiling when he was amused was dangerous in a very specific way. Not dangerous like guns or fire or mysterious maintenance workers. Worse. Dangerous like a man who had discovered a weakness and intended to enjoy it.“What were you reading?” he asked.
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Social media exploded before sunrise.Not quietly.Not in the slow, manageable way a rumor sometimes spread through group chats and fan pages before the rest of the world caught up.No.This was instant.Violent.Everywhere.By the time I sat up in Luca’s bed with my phone clenched in both hands, the fire footage had already been clipped, reposted, slowed down, zoomed in, narrated over, argued about, and set to at least six different dramatic songs.My name was trending.Euphoria was trending.The Cashmere Crown was trending.And Luca Moretti was apparently no longer a man.He was a moment.A headline.A fantasy.A billionaire savior wrapped in smoke and tailored black clothing.I stared at my screen, horrified.Then I scrolled.Which was my first mistake.One video showed the hallway outside Euphoria just after the alarms began. Dancers and crew
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I made Luca sit down because asking him clearly was not working.He stood in his office surrounded by screens, reports, and the kind of exhaustion that made his beautiful face look carved too sharply from stone. He looked like a man who had convinced himself that if he remained upright long enough, nothing else could fall apart.I took his hand.He looked down at our joined fingers like he did not understand what I was doing.“Come with me.”“Sienna—”“No.”His eyes lifted to mine.The word surprised him.Good.I was tired of being the only one surprised by how terrifying our lives had become.“You are going to walk away from the desk,” I said. “You are going to sit on the couch with me. And for ten minutes, you are going to be a person instead of a security system in expensive pants.”Brian made a strangled sound behind us.Luc
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The Billionaire's Showgirl Chapter Seventy-One
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