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Chapter 58– Aftermath

Author: Nova Shine-5259
last update publish date: 2026-04-18 19:10:29

Beatrice's POV

His mouth hovered above mine, close enough that I could taste the wine on his breath.

Neither of us moved. My hands were still pressed flat against his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath my palms while my own hammered so hard I was certain he could feel it through my ribs. His fingers at my hip tightened, a slow, deliberate pressure that pulled the fabric of my dress taut against my skin.

"Look at me," he said.

I already was, that was the problem. His eyes were fully gold now, h
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