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The boutique gleams like a palace. Chandeliers hang from the ceiling, their light spilling onto polished marble floors that reflect the shimmer of diamonds and the soft sheen of Italian leather. The air is cool, perfumed with subtle notes of vanilla and oud, the kind of fragrance that whispers money and exclusivity.

Bianca moves through the showroom like she owns it, and in a way, she does. Her heels click against the marble—measured, regal. Three sales attendants trail behind her, their postures straight, their smiles wide but cautious, as though they’re in the presence of royalty.

“Madam, this is the latest Hermès Birkin, limited edition,” one of the attendants says, lifting a cream-colored bag reverently, as if afraid it might dissolve under too much touch. “Hand-stitched, imported from France, only five pieces released globally this season. The price is one hundred and eighty thousand dollars.”

Bianca doesn’t even glance at the price tag. She tilts her head, her manicured fingers
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  • You Are Mine    Chapter 83

    The silence between them hums like a live wire. Bianca exhales sharply, shaking her head. “Enough of this nonsense. I don’t need to listen to your sick fantasies.”Her fingers brush the door handle again, but Wade’s next words stop her cold:“You really should, Bianca. Unless you want me to tell Lance what you did to his brother.”Her whole body stiffens. For the first time in years, Bianca feels the blood drain from her face. Slowly, she turns back to him, her hands trembling in her lap. “What… Did you just say?”Wade’s smile is razor thin, cruel satisfaction etched into every line of his face. “Six years ago. German Vallerand. The golden son. The family’s pride. Your little secret, Bianca.”Her throat goes dry. The memory slams into her like a physical blow—German’s laugh, the night that went horribly wrong, the way she’d buried it so deep she convinced even herself it wasn’t real. And played the perfect role of a mourner. “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” she whispers, t

  • You Are Mine    Chapter 82

    Bianca steps back sharply, her eyes flashing with fury. “This little game of yours ends now. Consider this the last time we speak.”She turns, her heels echoing against the marble as she makes for the exit. But before she can take more than three steps, Wade’s voice follows her, smooth but heavy with meaning:“Then let’s stop wasting time and cut to the real reason I came.”Bianca pauses. Against her better judgment, she turns.“What do you mean?”He gestures casually toward the glass doors, where Ramon is still loading the bags into the car. “Why don’t we finish this conversation somewhere more private? Unless, of course, you’d rather risk the staff overhearing something… unfortunate.”Her heart kicks harder against her ribs. Something in his tone tells her this isn’t about money, or Lance, or idle provocation. It’s something deeper. Something dangerous.For a long moment, she studies him. His calm arrogance, his steady gaze, his refusal to blink first.Finally, with a clipped nod, s

  • You Are Mine    Chapter 81

    The boutique gleams like a palace. Chandeliers hang from the ceiling, their light spilling onto polished marble floors that reflect the shimmer of diamonds and the soft sheen of Italian leather. The air is cool, perfumed with subtle notes of vanilla and oud, the kind of fragrance that whispers money and exclusivity.Bianca moves through the showroom like she owns it, and in a way, she does. Her heels click against the marble—measured, regal. Three sales attendants trail behind her, their postures straight, their smiles wide but cautious, as though they’re in the presence of royalty.“Madam, this is the latest Hermès Birkin, limited edition,” one of the attendants says, lifting a cream-colored bag reverently, as if afraid it might dissolve under too much touch. “Hand-stitched, imported from France, only five pieces released globally this season. The price is one hundred and eighty thousand dollars.”Bianca doesn’t even glance at the price tag. She tilts her head, her manicured fingers

  • You Are Mine    Chapter 80

    The phones won’t stop ringing.“Lower the volume!” Wade snaps, his voice like a whip cracking through the glass-and-steel walls of his office. His secretary, a young man barely holding his composure, fumbles with the controls on the desk phone, muting half the lines but still drowning in blinking red lights. Investors, board members, journalists—everyone is clawing for answers.Wade’s jaw clenches. He isn’t listening to the secretary anymore; his eyes are pinned to the television mounted on the far wall. The polished news anchor’s face is calm, professional, her tone measured. But the footage rolling beside her is chaotic.That video.The shaky recording of Bianca at the mercy of his violence. Bianca’s grief. The whisper of truth that was never meant to reach the public.Adrianna.The name hammers against his skull with every frame.She did this.She and Lance.His veins swell beneath his skin as he grips the armrest of his chair, fury trembling through him. He had underestimated her.

  • You Are Mine    Chapter 79

    Her eyes are wet, her lips swollen. She shakes her head slowly, a tear slipping free. “No.”That single word unleashes him.He thrusts inside in one powerful stroke, burying himself deep. She cries out, her back arching against the wall, her legs wrapping around his hips by instinct. The stretch is unbearable and intoxicating, pain mixing with pleasure until she can’t tell them apart.“Fuck,” he groans into her neck, his hands gripping her thighs like he’ll never let go. “So tight… always so damn tight.”Her fingers clutch his shoulders desperately, digging into his skin. “Lance—ahh—”He pulls back and drives into her again, harder, deeper. The wall rattles with the force. Her moans spill out, uncontrolled, and he silences them with his mouth, kissing her like he wants to consume every sound she makes.His pace builds, relentless, each thrust stealing her breath, shaking her to the core. Her tears smear across his cheek as he kisses her, tasting salt and need.“ Your body—” he slams i

  • You Are Mine    Chapter 78

    He kisses her again, swallowing the sound, his tongue tangling with hers in a bruising clash. Every touch, every kiss, is war and surrender all at once.She writhes against him, torn between shame and need, between the ghost of her tears and the fire in his hands.When he pulls back, his lips trail down her throat, over her collarbone, lower. She trembles as his mouth closes over her nipple through the lace, his teeth grazing, his tongue hot and relentless.Her cry echoes in the quiet room, desperate, unguarded. She grips the back of his head, not pushing him away but pulling him closer.Her body betrays her. And she knows it.But so does he.Adrianna’s cry still lingers in the air, her chest heaving, her back arched as Lance’s mouth lingers against her breast. Every nerve in her body feels raw, alive, begging and terrified all at once.She grips his hair, nails digging into his scalp, unable to pull away.“Lance…” her voice quivers, broken, yet not resisting.He lifts his head slowly

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