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Ashes of the Night

Penulis: Ricky_writes
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-05 20:46:51

Chapter Thirty-Two

Liana’s POV

The first thing I felt was the weight.

His arm was still across my waist, heavy and warm, pinning me to the mattress as surely as the chains had. The sheets clung to my skin, damp with sweat and something else I could not name.

The second thing was the ache.

It sat deep in me, a dull throb where he had filled me, a tremor in my thighs, a softness in my wrists where the gold links had pressed too hard.

And then the third thing — shame.

It rushed in like cold water. The fire had burned all night but it had left only ashes inside me.

I opened my eyes.

The room was still shadowed, the fire in the hearth dying to embers. Kael’s hair spilt over the pillow, dark and wild. His lips were parted slightly, his breathing steady. Even asleep he seemed dangerous.

For a moment I watched him, caught between wanting to touch him and wanting to run.

I rolled carefully onto my back. The chains clinked softly.

He stirred.

“You are awake,” he said, voice rough with sleep.

“Y
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