Here it was again.That deep, sinking certainty in my gut, the one that always came right before a beating.My knees had already hit the floor before I even realized I’d moved. The hard stone bit into bone, the shock of cold racing up through my legs. I hadn’t even thought about it. My body simply knew what to do, curl small, keep your head down, make yourself less of a target. That lesson had been branded into me long before I ever learned my own name.Marcus’s voice had taught me the rhythm: mistake, punishment, apology, repeat. That rhythm had kept me alive.I braced for it now. For the sharp crack of skin meeting skin, for the heat that would flare across my cheek, for the metallic tang of blood in my mouth.It didn’t come.Instead, I heard his voice, sharp and commanding , the kind that made the air between us tighten. “Get up.”I blinked, unsure if I’d heard right.When I dared to glance upward, Rowan’s expression was nothing like Marcus’s calculated cruelty. This was different,
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