Ruth's POV I wanted to scream that he was wrong, that Adrian had changed. But deep down, I feared Damian was right.I pushed him away, shaking my head as I got out of bed. “This is the last time,” I said, voice trembling but firm. “We stick to the agreement. Nothing more.”He didn’t stop me as I wrapped the duvet around myself and walked out. The maids glanced at me as I passed through the hallway, but none of them looked surprised. They all knew about the arrangement the twisted, humiliating agreement between the Delacroix brothers and me.In the bathroom, I turned on the shower and stepped under the scalding water. I stayed there for an hour, hoping the heat would wash away the guilt, the confusion, the ache between my thighs that still throbbed for Damian. I didn’t want him. Yet I did. And I hated myself for it. Why did I want both brothers?When I emerged, clean but emotionally wrecked, Adrian was sitting in our bedroom, his elbows on his knees, staring blankly at the bathroom do
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