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บททั้งหมดของ SINFUL KNOT LUSTING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

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CHAPTER 91— The Awakening (2)

The moment the words left my mouth, the air in the room shifted. It felt thicker, heavier, like something unseen had woken up. The pale old man straightened, his eyes narrowing with an interest that unsettled everyone, even Valery. I watched Fake Pearl’s smile falter, just for a second, before she forced it back into place.“Regret,” the old man said softly. “A curious word for someone in your position.”He stepped back, not in fear, but in caution. And that alone made my pulse steady. He felt something. He sensed something. Something he had not predicted.Good.I lowered my head, letting my hair fall slightly forward. I needed time. That was all. A minute. Even half a minute. Anything to find a crack in their arrogance.But Valery moved first.She stalked closer, face twisted with triumph and bitterness. “It is over. Stop pretending you have any power here.”Fake Pearl crossed her arms with a smug tilt of her chin. “Honestly, you should be grateful. Raising a child was never suited t
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CHAPTER 92— The awakening (3)

words final key kept echoing in my head like a cruel chant. My pulse raged violently, every instinct inside me clawing for a way out, a way forward, anything. The old man watched me like I was a puzzle he had finally figured out. Fake Pearl straightened proudly beside him as though she shared ownership of my life.Valery paced with bright feverish eyes that scared me more than any knife she could pick up.The masked man remained like a statue, unmoving, waiting for the next command.I needed to breathe.I needed to think.But the moment I tried to shift, the old man raised his hand again. My body tightened under pressure that felt like invisible fingers pressing down on every bone.“Do not resist. You only hurt yourself,” he murmured.“Tell me what you want,” I whispered. “If you want me dead, kill me. If you want the baby, you will not get him.”His smile creased faintly. “I do not need to kill you. Yet.”Valery scoffed. “She does not understand anything.”Fake Pearl lifted her chin
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CHAPTER 93— Imprint

When consciousness returned, it did not arrive gently. It dragged itself into me like something forced through a narrow space, like light squeezing through a crack in stone. My body felt heavy and distant, as though I was lying underwater. My eyelids refused to open at first, but I could hear.I heard the old man’s voice.Low. Calm. Too calm.“Her blood responded earlier than expected. I underestimated the imprint her father left.”My pulse hammered at the sound of that word. Imprint.Another voice answered, rough and irritated. The masked man, though now his tone was uncovered, unfiltered.“So she activated herself. Does that mean the seal is broken.”“Not entirely,” the old man replied. “Only fractured. But fractured is enough to begin.”I finally coaxed my eyes open. The world swam before sharpening into focus. The room was the same dim warehouse-like chamber, the same walls plastered with turned-away photographs. But they had moved me.I was lying on a cold metal table now, shackl
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CHAPTER 94— She didn't Awaken

I wanted to sit up the moment the name left my lips, but my wrists pulled against the ropes again. Rash, foolish pain shot up both arms and dragged a hiss from my throat.The man stood exactly where Valery had been moments before. He had not moved. He had not flinched. He had not even breathed too loudly. He simply stood there, watching me, the same way Harold watched when he was holding back his temper. But this one felt worse. This one felt like he would not bother holding back anything.His presence settled over the room like a heavy blanket. My mouth went dry. My chest ached.My step mother made a soft, amused sound from somewhere behind him.“You see it now, do you” she said.“I see something” I whispered.I hated the way my voice shook. I hated even more how my body reacted. Because the longer I stared, the more details sharpened. The way the light touched his cheekbones. The faint stubble that framed his jaw. His height. His shoulders. That quiet strength Harold had, but this o
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CHAPTER 95— Fright

I did not sleep.Sleep felt like surrender, and surrender had never been safe for me.The room they kept me in was not a dungeon. That alone should have frightened me more. It was clean, warm, almost gentle. A place meant to calm rather than punish. A place designed for someone who was expected to cooperate eventually.That thought made my skin crawl.I sat on the edge of the bed, arms wrapped around myself, breathing slowly, counting each inhale like it might anchor me to something real. My wrists still remembered the restraints even though they were gone. My body remembered fear even when nothing actively threatened it.What I could not forget was Harold’s face.Not the masked man. Not the sharper version that stood behind Valery like a shadow carved into human shape.Harold.The one who had knelt in front of me and rubbed my wrists. The one who had whispered my name like it was prayer and confession tangled together.I believed him when he said he loved me.That was the cruelest pa
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CHAPTER 96— Two Harolds

Harold left me with more questions than answers.That alone was enough to keep me awake.After he walked out, the room felt emptier than before, as though his presence had been holding something in place and its absence allowed it to drift loose. Kade lingered by the door for a while, silent, watchful. Eventually even he left, posting guards I could sense more than see.I was alone.At least, I thought I was.The charm lay against my chest, tucked beneath my clothes, warm and faintly pulsing like a second heartbeat. Every time I tried to ignore it, it reminded me it existed. Every time I focused on it, my thoughts slipped sideways, like I was brushing the edge of a memory that refused to be caught.I closed my eyes and leaned back against the bed.Breathe.That was what Harold always told me when things grew too loud. When the world pressed in and my wolf paced and my heart forgot its rhythm.I breathed.And something breathed back.Not in the room.Inside me.My eyes snapped open.Th
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CHAPTER 97— Sent back to you

I should have trusted the unease.It sat low in my stomach long after Harold finally left my side to deal with the chaos downstairs. I told myself it was exhaustion. Trauma. The aftertaste of fear. But even as I lay in the bed, wrapped in clean sheets, washed and dressed and returned to a place that was supposed to be safe, my mind refused to settle.Something was wrong.Not loud wrong. Not dramatic wrong.Quiet wrong.The kind that waited.A soft knock came at the door.“It’s me,” Vicky said. “May I come in?”My fingers curled into the sheets.“No,” I answered immediately.There was a pause. Then the door opened anyway.She stepped inside carrying a tray. A cup sat in the center, steam curling lazily upward. The scent reached me at once. Sweet. Herbal. Familiar in the most unsettling way.I pushed myself upright. “Get out.”She closed the door behind her with deliberate care. “You’re shaken. You shouldn’t be alone right now.”“I said get out,” I repeated, sharper this time.Vicky sig
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CHAPTER 98— White space.

I woke up and I did not know my name.That was the first thing I understood.Not confusion. Not panic. Just a quiet, hollow awareness that there was nothing to reach for. No past. No anchor. My mind was clean in the most terrifying way. Like freshly fallen snow before anyone had walked across it.I stared at the ceiling for a long time.It was ornate. Expensive. The kind of ceiling people with money slept under. That much I knew, though I did not know how I knew it.The bed beneath me was soft. My body felt… used. Not injured. Just heavy, like it belonged to someone who had lived a life before today.I lifted my hand.It trembled.Interesting, I thought distantly.The door opened.A man stepped inside.Tall. Broad shoulders. Dark hair. Striking in a way that felt deliberate, like the world had taken time when it made him. His eyes softened when he saw me awake, relief flooding his face so fast it almost startled me.“You’re awake,” he said.His voice did something strange to my chest.
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CHAPTER 99 — Blank slate

They did not let me be alone for long.People kept coming in and out of the room, speaking softly like I might break if they raised their voices. They smiled too much. Watched my face carefully, as though waiting for a reaction that never came.I learned quickly that silence made them uneasy.So I talked.Not because I had things to say, but because it seemed expected of me.At breakfast, Valery sat across from me, elegant and composed, her movements slow and deliberate. She asked me how I slept.“I slept,” I replied.She laughed lightly, as though that was charming. “Do you feel rested?”I considered the question. My body did not hurt. My mind did not ache. But there was a constant pressure behind my eyes, like something unfinished.“I feel awake,” I said.Harold watched me over the rim of his cup. His gaze never drifted far from me, as if he was afraid I might disappear if he blinked too long.Moana spoke next. She talked about the weather, about the garden, about a dress she was ha
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CHAPTER 100— Blank slate (2)

I woke up to a room that felt too large for me.The ceiling was unfamiliar, carved with patterns I did not recognize yet somehow my eyes traced them like they belonged to me. The sheets were soft, expensive. My body felt heavy, like I had slept for days, and yet my mind was empty in a way that scared me more than pain ever could.Empty.Not peaceful. Not quiet.Just blank.I turned my head slowly. The movement felt clumsy, delayed, as if my body had learned how to exist before my mind had learned how to follow.There was a chair by the bed.A man sat there.The moment our eyes met, something shifted inside my chest. A pull. A warmth. Not memory, not recognition, but instinct. Like my soul leaned toward him even when my mind could not explain why.“You’re awake,” he said softly.His voice did something strange to me. It settled me and unsettled me at the same time.I opened my mouth to speak, then froze.Words felt distant. Like I knew how to use them but had forgotten what to say.He
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