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When the notes were done, Lena rose from her station and headed toward the spice room off the main kitchen, basket in hand.Tarzan followed.Her heart kicked into a frantic rhythm.When he had called it her dream, could it be he was acknowledging their past? Or was he simply playing the role of guest supervisor, speaking to her the way he would any other student? The question gnawed at her.Just then, a large hand smoothly claimed the basket from her grasp with effortless authority. He didn’t step beside her. Instead, he allowed her to walk ahead, his long strides deliberately measured so he remained a half-step behind. For someone with such long legs, the choice was intentional—and unsettling.Lena swallowed tightly, fighting the urge to glance back. The weight of his presence pressed against her back like a tangible force as they stepped into the narrow, dimly lit spice room. Shelves rose on every side, heavy with jars of cumin, turmeric, dried chilies, saffron, and rare aromat

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His body pressed closer, guiding her back against the sturdy shelves. One hand splayed across her lower back, pulling her flush against him with possessive hunger, while the other threaded through her hair, tilting her head exactly where he wanted.She melted into him. The fight drained from her limbs as the kiss deepened—languid, consuming, and achingly familiar. Every slow stroke of his tongue and subtle roll of his hips stoked a heavy, liquid heat between them.When he finally pulled back just enough for her to breathe, his forehead rested against hers. His breath fanned warm and ragged across her lips. For a long moment, the only sounds were the faint creak of the shelves behind her and the wild thunder of her heartbeat.Then his voice came—low, rough, strained with the last threads of restraint.“I don’t hate you, Lena.”His thumb brushed the corner of her mouth in a slow, almost reverent caress, as if he still couldn’t believe he was touching her again.“I tried. God knows I tr

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Lena wiped at her cheeks with the back of her hand and drew in a slow, shaky breath.“It was just a dream,” she whispered to herself. “I knew he was too good to be true.” She hugged the giant teddy bear one last time, then forced herself to let go.Her phone continued vibrating on the nightstand.*Mom calling...*She cleared her throat, quickly dried the last traces of tears from her face with a tissue, and answered.“Hi, Mom.”“Oh, sweetheart!” Rosa’s warm voice flooded the room like sunlight. “Were you sleeping? You sound tired.”“I was,” Lena admitted, managing a small smile. “I just woke up.”“How are you doing? Are you eating well? And how’s school?”“I’m doing okay. Classes have been great—busy, but I’m learning so much.”“I’m glad to hear that.”Lena hesitated, then said softly, “Mom… I wanted to tell you something.”“What is it, darling?”“The academy announced that we’ll be staying for six months.”“Six months?”“Yes.”“But… it’s already been two months since you left!”“I kn

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NEW LOCATION: ITALYFOUR MONTHS LATERHeavily pregnant, Diana stood in the doorway of the master bedroom, one hand resting protectively on her stomach as she stared at the two naked women sprawled across the rumpled sheets.The same old scene.Empty bottles. Syringes. Used condoms. Thank God I had my mask on, she thought.She wasn't about to let a single particle reach her lungs. Or her unborn childEven with it, she could taste the chemical tang at the back of her throat—acrid, invasive. .The shower roared in the bathroom.Tarzan must be in there.“Everyone out,” Diana said, clapping her hands sharply. “Time to go. Now.”The women stirred groggily, scrambling for heels and crumpled dresses before shuffling past her, eyes averted. The door clicked shut behind them.Diana turned toward the bathroom.“Boss?” she called. “Boss?”No answer.A knot of worry tightened in her chest as she walked forward. The sound of rushing water grew louder. She pushed the door open and was immediately s

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MITCH'S POV I shuffled down the narrow aisle of the corner convenience store searching for the next item on the list. Just another day of house runs as a house husband.How the hell did it come to this?I married Elena thinking it would stabilize everything. After the DNA test proved Gabi’s pregnancy wasn’t mine, I’d hoped for a fresh start. At the very least, I thought Elena would be tolerable.Instead, on our honeymoon night, she slid that damn contract across the table.“If you don’t want to go back to jail—and oh, I don’t want sex until I put to bed,” she’d said.Honestly, I’m starting to think jail might have been the better deal.I signed the contract believing it would buy me freedom—freedom to search for Lena. I convinced myself she might help me escape this mess. That hope feels like a lifetime ago. Nothing can save me from this graveyard of a marriage.Haven't from Bella since the tragic death of my sister.I have nothing to fall back on, Elena controls every single cash a

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