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Chapter 64
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2026-10-13 09:00:16Ava POV
Three days passed in a blur of candlelight and cold stone.
Every morning, I went to the Sanctorum. Every morning, Margot peeled back another layer of the men I loved, showing me their weaknesses like specimens under glass. Damien's jealousy. Lucas's guilt. Marcus's need for control. By the third day, I felt hollow. Like she'd scooped out everything inside me and left only the shell.
I barely saw the men. They were kept in
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Toxic Vows, Filthy Pleasures Chapter 65
Marcus POVThe walls were closing in.I felt it every morning when I woke in that cold, empty room. Every afternoon when the guards brought food and I ate alone. Every night when I lay in the dark and listened to the silence, wondering if Ava was safe, if she was sleeping, if she was thinking about me at all.Margot had taken everything from me. My control. My purpose. My ability to protect the woman I loved. She'd turned me into a ghost, a shadow haunting the edges of her estate, useless and powerless.I couldn't stand it.So I trained.Every day, in the small gym Margot had allowed us to use, I pushed my body to the limit. Push-ups until my arms shook. Sprints until my lungs burned. Heavy bag work until my knuckles split and bled. I didn't care about the pain. The pain was the only thing that made me feel alive.The guards watched me. S
Toxic Vows, Filthy Pleasures Chapter 64
Ava POVThree days passed in a blur of candlelight and cold stone.Every morning, I went to the Sanctorum. Every morning, Margot peeled back another layer of the men I loved, showing me their weaknesses like specimens under glass. Damien's jealousy. Lucas's guilt. Marcus's need for control. By the third day, I felt hollow. Like she'd scooped out everything inside me and left only the shell.I barely saw the men. They were kept in separate rooms, brought food at different times, allowed only brief moments in the sitting room under guard. When we did cross paths, the air was thick with everything unsaid. Marcus would reach for me, but I'd pull away. Lucas would try to catch my eye, but I'd look at the floor. Damien just watched, his face a mask of guilt and longing.On the third night, he came to my room.I was sitting on the bed, staring at the wall, when the door opened. No knock
Toxic Vows, Filthy Pleasures Chapter 63
Ava POVI didn't sleep.The room they'd given me was small and cold, with a single window that looked out at the mountains. No bars, but the drop was too far to survive. Margot's idea of mercy. I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, counting the hours until sunrise.When the knock came, I was already dressed.Irina led me through the silent corridors, past the sleeping guards, past the rooms where Marcus, Damien, and Lucas were locked away. I didn't look at their doors. I couldn't. If I looked, I'd think about what Margot had promised to do to them if I refused.The Sanctorum was exactly as I remembered it. Circular walls, flickering candles, weapons hanging like decorations. Margot sat in her carved chair, a cup of tea steaming on the table beside her. She looked up when I entered, and her smile was almost warm."Right on time. I do appreciate punctuality."I stopped a few feet away, my arms crossed. "Let's get this over with.""Eager." She gestured to a chair opposite hers. "Sit.
Toxic Vows, Filthy Pleasures Chapter 62
Ava POVThey came for us at dawn.The door swung open, and Irina stood in the threshold, flanked by four armed guards. Her face was as cold and unreadable as ever, but there was something different in her eyes this morning. Satisfaction. Like a cat that had spent the night dreaming of the mouse it was about to eat."Madam Kessler requests your presence," she said. "All of you."Marcus was on his feet in an instant. "Requests?""Demands." Irina's thin smile flickered. "But I was trying to be polite."We were marched through the estate, past the grand hall, past the ballroom where the gala had been held just nights ago. The decorations were gone now, stripped away to reveal the cold stone underneath. The house felt emptier somehow, like Margot had peeled back a layer of skin to show the bones beneath.They took us to the Sanctorum.I'd heard the staff whisper about it—a private chamber deep in the west wing, where Margot conducted her most important business. The word meant "sacred plac
Toxic Vows, Filthy Pleasures Chapter 61
Ava POVThey threw us into a room in the east wing and locked the door. No windows. No furniture except a single cot pushed against the wall. The walls were bare stone, cold and damp. It smelled like dust and old fear.I sat on the floor, my back against the wall, my knees pulled to my chest. The image of Lucas's chest—the serpent, the rose, the raw red skin—was burned into my mind. I couldn't stop seeing it. Couldn't stop asking myself how I'd missed it.The door opened. Guards shoved Lucas inside. He stumbled, one hand pressed to his wounded shoulder, blood seeping through his fingers. The guards left without a word, the lock clicking behind them.For a long moment, no one moved.Then Marcus was on him.He slammed Lucas against the wall, his forearm pressed across Lucas's throat. "What did you do?" His voice was a growl, raw with fury. "What the hell did you do?"Lucas didn't fight back. His face was pale, slick with sweat. Blood dripped from his shoulder, staining his torn shirt. B
Toxic Vows, Filthy Pleasures Chapter 60
Ava POVThe truck doors slammed open.Irina stood in the pale dawn light, her gray suit immaculate, her face as cold as the morning air. Behind her, a dozen guards fanned out, their weapons raised. The driver—Stefan, or whatever his real name was—had already disappeared."Did you really think it would be that easy?" Irina asked again, her voice dripping with contempt.Marcus moved first. He shoved me behind a stack of crates and fired through the open doors. The shot hit a guard in the shoulder, spinning him backward. Chaos erupted."Go!" Marcus shouted. "Through the trees!"Lucas grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the truck. We hit the ground running, bullets whipping past us. Damien stumbled behind us, still weak from his injuries, but he kept moving. Marcus covered our retreat, firing into the line of guards.The trees were close. So close. If we could reach the tree line, we might have a chance. The forest was dense, the terrain rough. We could lose them in the underbrush."This
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