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CHAPTER 7: Stirring the Storm

Author: Mayummie
last update publish date: 2026-03-06 14:50:58

Caliste stood in front of the mirror in a flowy white sundress, one hand on her hip. A breeze came through the balcony doors, lifting the edge of the skirt. It was simple, sweet—and perfect for exactly what she planned.

She smiled to herself. She accepted Jace invitation for a coffee just to make Lucian jealous.

Lucian was in for a little surprise.

Down by the beach café, Jace was already waiting, sunglasses on, shirt loose and open like every model on a travel magazine cover. She walked up, hi
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