The night air struck Damian like a slap, sharp and unrelenting, but it did nothing to cool the fire raging in his chest. He moved quickly down the street, his strides uneven, fists clenched, every step a desperate attempt to outrun the humiliation that clung to him like smoke. His breath came heavy, not from exhaustion, but from the raw weight of fury.Lydia’s calm voice echoed in his mind, slicing deeper than any blade. “Choose between being king, or being pawn.”The words repeated again and again, each time heavier, each time more unbearable. He pressed a hand against his forehead as though he could squeeze them out, but they lingered. Behind the words came Ava’s smirk, that infuriating curve of her lips, taunting him with the revelation that Lydia had once been hers. That betrayal cut differently,sharper, more personal. It was not just about Damian losing ground as a husband, it was about being shoved into a story that had been written long before he arrived.He paced the length of
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