Despite everything—despite the lies, the manipulation, the cruelty—she could feel nothing from him but love and longing.And he kept denying it.Her strength finally gave out.“Please… end this,” she pleaded, exhaustion seeping into every word. “I’m tired. I can’t bear it anymore.”Cristiano exhaled slowly, a quiet sigh heavy with restraint.“Doll,” he said, his voice edged with steel, though his hand lingered on her back, trying to steady her trembling. “I’ll admit… I’ve grown used to you. But habits can be broken.” His gaze darkened, sharp and unyielding. “And people… they can be replaced. Easily,” he said, his tone expertly cold, practiced.“So accept it,” he continued. “I only love power. I don’t want you anymore.”Yet no matter how cold his voice sounded, his hand wiped her tears from her cheeks and smoothed her hair. He couldn’t bear her pain.He was supposed to hurt her, to maintain the act—but she was right. He couldn’t bear to see her in pain. The dilemma he carried—the war
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