A new breakfast routine

Authors note: Apologies, I was forced to take a break for my health, but I'm back now.Ivonne’s POV The morning light was soft but almost too bright. It streamed through the tall windows, spilling warmth over the pale sheets tangled around me. For a long moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, pretending that today would be normal. Pretending that I wasn’t living in a house filled with, secrets, and people who looked at me like I they wanted me to be completely wiped off of the face of the earth. I turned to the side and exhaled. The bed was large and empty—just the way I wanted it. I’d moved moved out of Hector's room and into this one last night, despite Hector’s protests. He had argued, reasoned, and even ordered me to stay in his room because it was “safer,” --which was probably true but I didn’t care. I needed the distance. I needed my head to stop confusing safety around him with comfort, and comfort with… something else I wasn’t ready to name. The last few day

Last Updated : 2025-10-20

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Ivonne's pov I took my seat and waited to see who would be the first to speak because i refused to be the first to greet them... no matter how petty that was. “Good morning,” Hector finally said though his tone was measured. The concubines turned too, each giving a polite little bow of the head. “Good morning, Lady Ivonne,” one of them said with a small, practiced smile. “It’s an honor to dine with you.” “Likewise,” I replied calmly, though the words tasted hollow.Because it was at that moment, my mind chose to notice that they all looked so freaking perfect—each one stunning and sexy in a different way. One had long black hair braided with gold thread, another had eyes so green they almost looked unreal. Their Lycan made clothes shimmered like silk water. I suddenly felt painfully aware of my plain dress and the natural look of my hair. I forced myself to push away the insecurity and sat down beside Lora, who stood quietly at the corner. I kept my eyes on my plate, pret

Last Updated : 2025-10-21

Know your place

Ivonne’s POVBut Lincoln’s brow furrowed, just slightly as he took my hands in his again. “You don’t have to do it alone, Ivonne. Let me take care of you. I promise, I'll be better this time." I froze. For a moment, I wondered if I’d misheard him. He wanted me to give him a chance to take care of me?... As what? My lover? Friend? Husband?No. He had gotten that chance and he had abused it. A nauseating shock twisted through me. Lincoln—the man who once sneered at my scars, who called me disgusting—was now trying to sound loving. The fake concern in his voice made my skin crawl. I could almost taste the irony. I stared at him in disgust. “Don’t,” I said flatly. His brows lifted. “Don’t what?” “Don’t talk to me like that. It’s disgusting.” Something flickered across his face—hurt, or maybe irritation—but before he could answer, a low snarl rumbled beside me. Hector. “Dont fucking touch her, Lincoln,” he growled, stepping closer until his shadow loomed over both of us. His voic

Last Updated : 2025-10-22

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A new breakfast routine

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Know your place