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CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO_ CLAIRE’S POV
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2026-03-15 15:15:03
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The shrill buzz of my phone shattered the peaceful silence. I groaned without even needing to look at the screen. Lucian chuckled softly. “I suppose we’re back to reality.” “I’m afraid so.” I said, reaching across the bedside table and picking up my phone. I was quite surprised to see Tessa’s name across the screen. Usually, she would call Lucian— being his executive assistant. I answered immediately. “Good morning, Tessa.” “I certainly hope it is.” Her voice was as warm as ever, but I could already hear the amusement hidden beneath it. “The driver is downstairs.” She informed. I glanced toward Lucian, who just sighed dramatically. “Please remind Mr. Dhark that doctors were very clear.” Lucian rolled his eyes. “I’m coming.” “I’ll see you both shortly.” I ended the call, then slowly lowered my phone. Lucian looked quite entertained. “Are you embarrassed that people might know we spent the night together?” “I’m never embarrassed.” Lucian looked thorou
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I woke to warmth. It wasn’t just the warmth of the morning sun slipping through the gap in my curtains. No, this was something steadier. Something that rose and fell against my back with slow, even breaths. For one blissful moment, I simply lay there, my eyes still closed, letting myself enjoy it. Then memory returned— Lucian. A smile found its way to my lips before I could stop it. I opened my eyes, slow and careful. The pale morning light spilled across my bedroom from the window. My apartment was quiet— the kind of quiet that only existed before the city fully woke. I shifted slightly, and felt Lucian’s arm tighten instinctively around my waist. I couldn’t help laughing under my breath. He was still asleep. It’d been too long since I had the chance to study him without him noticing. His dark hair was slightly messy, refusing to stay neatly in place. His jaw, usually so tense and composed, had relaxed completely. Even whilst asleep, he looked exhausted.
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By the time we stepped inside my apartment, the city already felt far away. The silence wrapped around us almost immediately. No cameras. No reporters. No lawyers. No judges. Just the soft hum of the refrigerator and the muffled sounds of traffic somewhere below my windows. I locked the door behind us and turned around to find Lucian standing in the middle of my living room, seemingly taking everything in. His gaze moved slowly over the bookshelves, the framed photographs, the stack of legal journals on the coffee table and the half-finished jigsaw puzzle Daniel had insisted we start weeks ago. “What?” I asked, smiling. He shook his head. “I forgot how much this place feels like you.”I laughed as I set my handbag on the console table. “You said that downstairs.” “I meant it.” Lucian said as he walked over to the bookshelf and ran his fingers lightly across one of the frames. “You’ve made this place into a home.” He said. I shrugged. “I tried.” He looked
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