Davina's POV:I stood in the sterile hallway. My body throbbed with the ghost of Dexter's brutal assault and the deep fatigue of emotional trauma. My mind, however, was in a painful state of suspension—a fragile, cold shell. I had commanded the protection away, and now the man who owned my life was pacing just out of sight, honoring my desperate rejection.A discreet cough broke my trance. Andrea, a pillar of cold, intelligent efficiency, approached me."Ms. Davina," he said, his voice a low, soothing counterpoint to my inner turmoil. "Ezra instructed me to make sure you have everything you need.""He's supposed to protect me," I stated, the words flat and sharp, echoing my core resentment. "That's what this arrangement is, isn't it, Andrea? He protects my family, and I pay the price."Andrea nodded gravely, his dark eyes meeting mine without flinching. "And he did, Ms. Davina. What happened this morning was a failure of intelligence, not commitment. He prevented the worst outcome, sa
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