The Secetary’s Secret Marriage의 모든 챕터: 챕터 161 - 챕터 166

Chapter 161THE BREAK-IN & THE TRAITOR’S SHADOWThe Night After Dima’s CallI didn’t sleep.How could I?Every time I closed my eyes, I heard his voice again—cold, taunting, confident.Like he was inches from me, whispering into my skin.Lucien stayed awake too, though he pretended not to.He kept pacing, phone in hand, switching between security calls and tracking commands, his jaw locked in that way that always meant danger.At some point past midnight, he finally came to sit beside me on the bed.Not touching.Just close enough that I could feel the weight of the silence.“You don’t have to be afraid,” he said quietly.But his eyes… God. His eyes betrayed him.He was terrified.Not of Dima.But of losing me.“Lucien,” I whispered, “what if—”“No.” His voice sharpened, cutting off the fear forming in my throat. “I will not let him touch you. Not a hair.”He said it like a vow sealed with fire.⸻Security TightensBy morning, the house didn’t feel like a home anymore.It felt like a

Chapter 169The moment I said the words, a silence fell between us. “I… I won’t stay with you,” I whispered, my voice trembling but firm. I tried to stand tall, to remind myself that I wasn’t the frightened girl I had been weeks ago. Not anymore.Dima froze for a moment, his eyes narrowing into a dangerous shade I had only ever seen when he was angry—and this was a different kind of anger. It wasn’t the teasing, playful glare he sometimes gave; it was sharp, predatory, and utterly terrifying.“You… won’t stay?” His voice was low, controlled, but each word cut like a blade. “You think you have a choice?”I swallowed, my stomach twisting. “I—” I tried to speak, to argue, but my voice caught in my throat. My legs trembled, but I refused to back down.Dima took a step toward me, and I felt the air shift. He blocked the doorway, closing off any escape. My heart began pounding violently in my chest. I wanted to run, wanted to scream, but I was trapped, and I knew it.“I won’t let you leave,

Chapter 165The morning felt heavier than usual. I woke up with a tight knot in my chest, the kind that settles deep in your stomach and refuses to move. Even though Lucien was beside me, asleep and peaceful, I couldn’t shake the lingering fear. My hands trembled slightly as I reached for my phone, checking for messages, updates, anything that would tell me Dima hadn’t moved.Lucien stirred beside me, his hand brushing my arm, but he didn’t wake fully. I could see the tension in his jaw, the small crease between his brows even in sleep. It made my chest tighten. I wanted to shake off this feeling, to remind myself I was stronger now, but my mind kept replaying every threat, every memory that Dima had left behind — the blood-stained note, the veiled threats, the way he had always seemed to know exactly how to hurt me emotionally.I rose quietly, trying not to disturb him. But even as I walked to the window and looked out over the city, I felt eyes on me — or maybe it was just paranoia.