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Chapter Fifty One : PainLily's POVThe house was a cage.It was massive, beautiful, and filled with all the things a human being could possibly require. But to me, it was nothing. It was cold. It was empty. It was dead.Since Simeon brought me home, I had been a shadow.He never spoke to me.He never even looked in my direction.I might as well not be here at all.I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, my chest rising and falling with ragged breaths. My body was exhausted from everything that had been done to me, but that wasn't what hurt the most.It was the way he looked at me now. Or rather, the way he didn't look at me at all.I had to talk to him.I had to beg.I longed to drop at his feet and ask him to forgive me.But no matter how many times I tried, I just couldn't say it.What could I even say?That I apologized?That I didn't want any of it to have happened?That my heart was still for him, although he didn't want it anymore?A fresh batch of tears burned my eyes, and I

Chapter Fifty Three: KnownLily's POVThe room was silent. Too silent.I lay on the bed, tucked under the thick blankets, but nothing broke through. The cold was from inside, from the hollowed space in my chest where my heart used to live until Simeon shattered it.He knew.I had no idea how, I had no idea when—but he knew.And still, he hadn't come.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to shut out the pain, but it was useless. It crept inside me, taunting me with cruel reminders of everything that I had sacrificed. Simeon's trust. His affection—if he had ever truly cared for me. My pride.I had sold it all out for him. I had sold my soul to protect the man who had looked at me merely as a betrayer. And in the end, it hadn't mattered.A bitter laugh escaped my lips.I had been willing to be hated, to be thrown away, just so he wouldn’t lose his empire. And now, knowing the truth, he still hadn’t come for me.Would he ever?The question weighed heavily in my mind as I stared at the ceiling,

Lily's POVThe chamber was filled with a heavy stillness, with only the quiet rustle of cloth as I packed my possessions into the bag. Each article of clothing that I put into it was such a piece of my heart inserted slowly into it, a pain-filled acknowledgment of the life left behind. The walls, who had witnessed our shared laughter and soft whispers years ago, stood now unmoving and unimpressed, indicating the chasm that had crept between us.As I wrapped a delicate silk scarf—a one that Simeon had given me in a moment of weakness—around my neck, bittersweet memories overcame me. My fingers lay on the fabric, traced its silky surface, as our history was played out vividly in my mind. The conversations that continued till the early hours of the morning, the furtive glances, the warmth of his arms—all now seemed distant echoes of a love that had withered away slowly.A deep breath escaped my lips as I laid the scarf gently over the tidy stacks of clothes. My gaze drifted to the framed

Chapter Fifty Seven: The Fire in Her EyesSimeon's POVThe sun was high in the sky, casting a golden glow over the training ground. A warm breeze swept through the open space, rustling the leaves of the tall trees surrounding us. But I wasn’t paying attention to any of that. My eyes were fixed on Lily.She stood in the center of the training arena, her body tense with focus. Dressed in a fitted black training outfit, her curves were on full display—the toned muscles in her arms flexing with each controlled movement, her strong legs shifting effortlessly as she dodged and countered. Sweat glistened on her skin, making her look even more breathtaking under the sunlight.Her ponytail was tied high on her head, loose hairs sticking to the wet forehead. But she was not aware of this. Her sharp eyes remained fixed on her opponent, her chest rising and falling steadily as she prepared for the next strike.Lily was always elegant, but watching her fight now was something entirely different. E

Chapter Fifty Nine:Unseen ThreatsSimeon's POVThe tension still lingered heavy in the air as we stood among the bodies of the attack. The attackers that had fallen were scattered around the training grounds, some writhing in pain, others unconscious. The sun had started to dip lower in the sky, dark shadows spreading across the ground. But my focus wasn't on the attackers. It was on Lily.I couldn't tear my eyes from her.She was in the midst of it all, barely breathing, her fists still curled. Her skin glistened with sweat, and her hair, which had been neatly tied up, now had strands framing her face. She looked fierce, powerful—more than I had ever seen in her before.I knew she could fight, but this… this was something else.She had fought so fast, with an instinct and skill that left even the veteran warriors agog. The way she evaded, counterattacked, and brought down men twice her size—it was amazing.I had trained for years, fought wars, combated enemies that would send most me