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Her plans on place

Author: Lisa
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-10 12:41:45

The next morning, Aurora woke up with a heavy feeling in her stomach. She knew what she had to do—confront Damian and act as if her “desire” for him had grown stronger. The sun had barely risen when she forced herself out of bed, her legs still shaky from the night before. She had to keep pretending if she wanted to save Luna.

Taking a deep breath, she walked to Damian’s chambers, her heart racing with every step. The mansion was eerily quiet, the only sound her bare feet tapping on the cold marble floor. When she reached his door, she paused, her hand hovering over the handle. Was she truly ready for this?

But there was no turning back now. With a quick prayer, Aurora pushed open the door and stepped inside. The curtains were drawn, casting the room in a soft, warm glow that contrasted with the chill in her heart.

Damian lay on his back in the massive bed, one arm over his eyes, his bare chest rising and falling with each breath. He didn’t stir as she approached, and for a moment, sh
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    Taylor stepped out of the hospital, the cool air brushing against his face as he pulled out his phone. His mind was still racing from his encounter with Damian, but there was another loose end he needed to address. After all these years, it was time.He scrolled through his contacts and dialed a number he hadn’t called in over two decades. As the line rang, he steadied himself. Finally, a voice picked up.“Hello?” came a hesitant voice. It was her. Aurora’s mother.Taylor paused for a moment, his throat tightening. Then he spoke, his voice deep and firm. “It’s me.”The other end went silent, and he could almost hear the confusion through the phone. “Who is this?” she asked cautiously.“It’s Taylor,” he said simply, his tone carrying the weight of years. “We need to talk.”There was a sharp intake of breath on her end. “Taylor?” she repeated, disbelief thick in her voice. “Taylor, as in Aurora’s father?”“Yes,” he replied, his tone clipped. “It’s me.”“What do you want?” she asked, her

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