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Chapter 15

Larissa's POV

The dish in my hands slipped yet again, falling into the sink. I was lucky this time, it didn't crash to the marbled floors. Else I would receive an earful from Gwendoline about breaking dishes for one week in a row.

I couldn't help but remember the pale faced woman that day. She looked like a shadow of the life I once had; richly dressed with smoothened skin that looked like she didn't even have claws or anything. But she was far from likeable, and I was even more annoyed that I couldn't get the image of her hands on his skin out of my head.

He'd made it so damn clear that he would never accept me as his mate, no matter how I chose to think about it. He would not care if I died now, as long as I took care of his son. I gripped the sink at the thought of a second rejection. Maybe it would be best I left him alone and simply work like he wanted me to.

His crude actions towards me were more than a thousand confirmations, but it was hurtful nonetheless. The woma
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