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CHAPTER 69

Penulis: ari noana
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-12-27 10:28:01

Charles POV:

The scent of lilies, their cloying sweetness now a source of irritation, hung heavy in the air of my penthouse, agatha’s words, her subtle rejection still echoed in my mind.

"I’m thinking about the future, Charles," she’d said, her voice a soft challenge, her eyes a mirror reflecting a truth I couldn’t ignore.

"And I’m wondering… what kind of future do I really want?"

What kind of future did she want? Not with me?

My hand tightened around the stem of my wine glass, the crystal a fragile barrier against the rising tide of anger, of insecurity.

I’d been so sure, so confident that she was finally succumbing to my charm, to my power, to the carefully constructed image I’d spent years perfecting.

But her words, her distant gaze, her subtle withdrawal… they’d shattered that illusion, revealing the truth: Agatha was slipping through my fingers, slipping away into a realm I couldn’t control.

I poured another glass, the ruby liquid a temporary balm against the burning ache in my
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