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Chapter 13
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2026-06-25 21:41:45
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The thought of not you Chapter 14
"Don't answer it," Maria panicked from the wall, her voice cracking. "Yola, seriously, do not answer that. She knows your voice. She’s going to know you're freaked out.""If I don't answer, she’ll call the cops," Yolande muttered. Her brain was misfiring, trying to handle a breakup, a traumatized best friend, and an impossible man all at once. She looked up at Lucian, her voice dropping to an embarrassed, desperate whisper. "You need to calm down. Whatever you're doing to the air, stop it. If she hears a weird buzz or the call drops, she’s going to drive over here."Lucian stared at her, his jaw clenching. He clearly hated the phone, and he looked incredibly frustrated that a tiny piece of plastic had this much power over her. But seeing her look that stressed, he closed his eyes and took a slow, heavy breath.The suffocating, weird pressure in the alley immediately vanished. The freezing temperature leveled out, and the normal, boring sounds of suburban traffic leaked back into the s
The thought of not you Chapter 13
"Let go of me," Yolande whispered, the words catching in her throat as she gave her arm a desperate, useless tug.Lucian’s grip didn't tighten, but it didn't yield either. His hand was a solid, freezing band against her skin, sending that terrifyingly familiar electric current straight through the fabric of her cream sweater. He looked completely out of place under the pale winter sun—a dark, towering fracture in her quiet, suburban reality. His chest rose and fell in heavy, ragged movements, and she could feel the intense, localized heat radiating off his frame, fighting the sudden drop in the air temperature."Yolande," Lucian rasped, his eyes scanning her face with a raw, borderline frantic intensity. "You vanished from the estate. The bond—the line stretched so thin the eastern wards began to crack. I couldn't trace your frequency until a microsecond ago.""Lucian, look around you!" she hissed, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. Her clinical, logical mind wa
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The heavy, suffocating silence of the bedroom settled over Yolande like a shroud the moment the air fractured and Lucian vanished. She lay perfectly still on her back, her fingers still curled into empty fistfuls of her quilt, her breath catching in her throat. Her lips were swollen, tingling with a persistent, electric heat that refused to fade, and the heavy, damp ache between her thighs pulsed with an agonizing rhythm.She stared up at the dark ceiling, her mind spinning through a chaotic loop. He had just disappeared. Not walked away, not slipped out the window, but vanished into thin air right out from under her touch."The alcohol," she whispered into the dark, her voice trembling as she pressed the heels of her hands against her eyes. "It has to be the wine. That crimson wine... Shaw said it was strong. I’m hallucinating. I’m completely, utterly drunk."It was the only logical explanation her analytical mind could grasp. The massive ancient mansion, the telepathic looks between
The thought of not you CHAPTER 11
The dining room of the ancient mansion was a spectacular, candlelit hall where a massive mahogany table groaned under the weight of an incredible feast. Platters of perfectly seared meats, roasted winter vegetables, and rich, decadent sauces were passed around in a warm, lively blur. Despite the intimidating, gothic grandeur of the estate, Lucian’s friends went completely out of their way to make sure Yolande felt like the centerpiece of the evening, constantly weaving her into the conversation.Through it all, Lucian’s hand never left hers. His long, pale fingers remained tightly intertwined with her own under the edge of the table, his thumb rhythmically stroking her skin, sending a constant, intoxicating current of warmth straight to her core."So, Yolande," Mira said, leaning forward with a warm, elegant smile as she passed a platter of roasted rosemary potatoes. "Lucian told us you are transitioning from nursing into law. That is an incredibly fierce shift. What drew you to the l
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The afternoon slipped away like water through fingers, the harsh encounter with Don dissolving completely into the vibrant, crowded rhythm of the city. Hand in hand, Yolande and Lucian walked along the wide boulevards, their steps perfectly synchronized. The contrast between them was striking, yet they drew looks of quiet awe from passersby. Yolande, in her warm, earthy forest green sweater, and Lucian walking beside her like a creature spun from the midnight hour itself, his tall frame cutting a sharp silhouette against the pale winter sun.With his long, cool fingers tightly entwined with hers, the strange, magnetic current never stopped flowing through Yolande’s veins. Every casual brush of his shoulder, every shared laugh over the bustling city noise, sent a pleasant, throbbing heat straight to her core. She had never felt so visible, so completely anchored by another person’s presence.As the sun began its low, golden descent over the city skyline, casting long, dramatic shadows a
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The hot sting of humiliation that had threatened to bring Yolande to her knees suddenly transformed into something else entirely. It was a sharp, unyielding spark of pure, protective anger. She looked at Don, really looked at the flushed, ugly rage distorting his face, and the last remaining thread of his emotional hold over her snapped cleanly in half. He wasn't a powerful figure in her life anymore. He was just a small, bitter man whose fragile ego couldn't handle the fact that she had chosen her own freedom over his shadow.She pulled her hand from Lucian’s grip, not to retreat, but to plant both palms firmly on the laminate table as she rose slightly in the booth, her gaze locking onto Don’s with a terrifyingly cool precision."Are you finished?" Yolande asked, her voice striking the silent cafe like a sheet of cracked ice. It wasn't a scream; it wasn't a desperate plea. It was the voice of a woman who had already spent a week analyzing every single boundary of her life and knew e
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The air on the executive floor smelled faintly of expensive furniture polish and old files, a world away from the metallic, antiseptic tang of the trauma ward below, Yolande sat across from the HR representative, a polite woman named Eleanor who looked over Yolande's pristine file with a soft, symp
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The morning sun felt entirely too bright, filtering through the lace curtains of her parents’ kitchen and casting warm, domestic geometric patterns across the wooden table. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and frying eggs usually brought Yolande a sense of comfort, a reminder of a time when life
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The realization settled into her bones, heavy and cold, as she stood there watching them. They were so perfectly synchronized, a matched set in their scrub tops and their shared language of medical crisis, they stood on the sidewalk as if they were the only two people in the world, oblivious to the
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The sterile scent of antiseptic and floor wax always clung to Yolande’s skin long after her shift ended, but today, she didn’t mind. Today, she had fought for a free afternoon. In the grueling ecosystem of St. Jude’s Memorial Hospital, securing matching days off for a nurse and a resident surgeon r
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