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The Secetary’s Secret Marriage Fire in the Shadows
Chapter 166 — Fire in the ShadowsAlina’s POVThe morning had started quietly, deceptively so. Sunlight filtered softly through the blinds, and the usual hum of the city outside seemed calm. I had convinced myself it was just another ordinary day. Ordinary, until the faint vibration of Lucien’s phone by the door startled me.I frowned, glancing at him. He was on the phone, his expression unreadable, voice low and commanding. “…position secured. Keep them on alert. Do not let anyone slip through. I want updates every fifteen minutes. No mistakes.”My stomach twisted. That tone — the one reserved only for danger — it made my chest tighten. I didn’t need to see his face to know something was wrong.And then the package arrived.It was placed neatly at the entrance, addressed to Lucien, but the moment I opened it, my blood ran cold. Inside… a small, blood-stained object. A lock of hair wrapped with a folded note in jagged handwriting: “This is just the beginning. Stop hiding behind him, o
The Secetary’s Secret Marriage Luc Ien
Chapter 165The morning felt heavier than usual. I woke up with a tight knot in my chest, the kind that settles deep in your stomach and refuses to move. Even though Lucien was beside me, asleep and peaceful, I couldn’t shake the lingering fear. My hands trembled slightly as I reached for my phone, checking for messages, updates, anything that would tell me Dima hadn’t moved.Lucien stirred beside me, his hand brushing my arm, but he didn’t wake fully. I could see the tension in his jaw, the small crease between his brows even in sleep. It made my chest tighten. I wanted to shake off this feeling, to remind myself I was stronger now, but my mind kept replaying every threat, every memory that Dima had left behind — the blood-stained note, the veiled threats, the way he had always seemed to know exactly how to hurt me emotionally.I rose quietly, trying not to disturb him. But even as I walked to the window and looked out over the city, I felt eyes on me — or maybe it was just paranoia.
The Secetary’s Secret Marriage His Voice
164The morning light barely filtered through the blinds, but I was already awake, heart pounding, every nerve on edge. Sleep had abandoned me hours ago, replaced by a low, gnawing anxiety that seemed to cling to my skin like a second layer. Every creak of the floor, every faint hum of the city outside, made me flinch. I couldn’t shake the feeling that eyes were on me, watching, waiting.Lucien was already in the study. I could hear the low murmur of his voice, sharp but controlled, speaking into the phone. His tone was that same calm I had come to recognize—the calm that meant he was silently furious, already calculating the next move. I swallowed a lump in my throat, trying to steady my own breathing.I wanted to go to him, to lean on him, to demand answers. But the moment I stepped closer, I realized he didn’t just carry the weight of the company or Dima’s threats—he carried it all alone. And somehow, even knowing that, I felt both powerless and compelled to be part of it.I spent
The Secetary’s Secret Marriage Us
Chapter 169The moment I said the words, a silence fell between us. “I… I won’t stay with you,” I whispered, my voice trembling but firm. I tried to stand tall, to remind myself that I wasn’t the frightened girl I had been weeks ago. Not anymore.Dima froze for a moment, his eyes narrowing into a dangerous shade I had only ever seen when he was angry—and this was a different kind of anger. It wasn’t the teasing, playful glare he sometimes gave; it was sharp, predatory, and utterly terrifying.“You… won’t stay?” His voice was low, controlled, but each word cut like a blade. “You think you have a choice?”I swallowed, my stomach twisting. “I—” I tried to speak, to argue, but my voice caught in my throat. My legs trembled, but I refused to back down.Dima took a step toward me, and I felt the air shift. He blocked the doorway, closing off any escape. My heart began pounding violently in my chest. I wanted to run, wanted to scream, but I was trapped, and I knew it.“I won’t let you leave,
The Secetary’s Secret Marriage Tilted
CHAPTER 162 — HER POVThe Moment After Dima Walks Out…I didn’t move.I couldn’t.The door had barely stopped trembling from the force of Dima’s exit, yet the echo of his words still vibrated inside my chest. The room felt too small, too silent, too charged. I stood there—right in the middle of the living room—breathing like someone who had run a marathon.But I hadn’t run.I had been stood still… while my entire life tilted.My palms were still warm from where he had grabbed me. My lips still tingled from his breath. My heartbeat hadn’t returned to normal. It kept pounding, like it was trying to speak before my mouth could.How did he go from cold to furious to jealous to… whatever that was?I pressed my hand to my chest, trying to steady myself. It didn’t help. Because as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the moment again—the way his jaw clenched when he saw me talking to someone else. The way his eyes darkened. The way he stepped closer as if he owned the air I breathed.I swallowed
The Secetary’s Secret Marriage THE BREAK-IN & THE TRAITOR’S SHADOW
Chapter 161THE BREAK-IN & THE TRAITOR’S SHADOWThe Night After Dima’s CallI didn’t sleep.How could I?Every time I closed my eyes, I heard his voice again—cold, taunting, confident.Like he was inches from me, whispering into my skin.Lucien stayed awake too, though he pretended not to.He kept pacing, phone in hand, switching between security calls and tracking commands, his jaw locked in that way that always meant danger.At some point past midnight, he finally came to sit beside me on the bed.Not touching.Just close enough that I could feel the weight of the silence.“You don’t have to be afraid,” he said quietly.But his eyes… God. His eyes betrayed him.He was terrified.Not of Dima.But of losing me.“Lucien,” I whispered, “what if—”“No.” His voice sharpened, cutting off the fear forming in my throat. “I will not let him touch you. Not a hair.”He said it like a vow sealed with fire.⸻Security TightensBy morning, the house didn’t feel like a home anymore.It felt like a
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