Just One Last Dance のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Upon returning home, I dug up Elara Thorne’s personal file. Elara had been adopted by Magnus Thorne, the head of the Thorne family, when she was a child. She was shipped abroad at sixteen after Magnus detected an unspoken bond between Lysander and his adopted daughter. Magnus had granted Elara a green card on condition that she promised never to return to the Thorne for the rest of her life. Yet, just a year ago, Elara claimed she couldn’t bear staying abroad any longer, citing a diagnosis of severe depression. She had even committed suicide ten times!The last time Elara was rescued, Lysander fell to his knees and begged Magnus to let her come home. For this, he was whipped sixty-six times under the family’s rules, leaving his back a bloody mess and fracturing three ribs. Even when threatened with the loss of his inheritance, he insisted on bringing Elara back. In the end, it was Magnus who made the compromise, “Get married! As soon as you have a family, you can take her back. But,

I shot back, my voice trembling with rage: “‌On what grounds do you think it's me?‌ The fact is she stole the painting from my sister. She deserved to be caught.”Lysander took a deep breath, forcing his temper down. He did his utmost to remain calm, though his eyes remained cold, “Don’t get excited.”He pressed his weight down on me. I was completely shackled beneath him, unable to move an inch.“Let me go!” I screamed. Lysander held me tighter, his grip like iron. He enunciated every word with chilling clarity, “Seraphina, you just need to go to the police station and admit that you gave her that painting.” Fury surged through me at his audacious request. Without the slightest hesitation, I sank my teeth into his neck, tearing into his flesh with all my might!Lysander hissed sharply in pain. Even as blue veins bulged on his neck, he refused to let go. His resolve only hardened, “Seraphina, you absolutely have to go.”“What if I say no? ‌My sister passed away, but Elara was shamele

The camera panned away from the host back to Lysander. His face was a mask of rigid composure, though a flicker of embarrassment betrayed him. Elara was in a complete panic and grabbed Lysander’s sleeve, “Brother! She must be crazy.”Before she could finish her words, Lysander forced a calm tone and spoke up, “Seraphina, stop joking around.” He stood motionless, leaving his figure tall and slender, as steady as a mountain. But, I perceived the slightest tremor in his voice. He continued, “If everyone takes it seriously…”I didn’t hear him out and directly hung up. Rooted to the spot, Lysander looked momentarily awkward, but he quickly concealed and suppressed his emotions. When countless microphones and cameras swarmed toward him, he remained composed, offering a practiced smile. “Seraphina was just joking. Please bear with her.”Elara’s fiancé suddenly called a halt, and the engagement banquet was abruptly interrupted and brought to an end.As Elara lifted her skirt to step into t

Boom! Lysander felt a deafening roar near his ears, instantly drowning out every other sound around him. He stood frozen, his face a mask of cold disbelief. “Dad, this joke isn’t funny. He paused, “I know you don’t want to keep Elara at home any longer. But you don’t have to tell liesaSeraphina is gone.” Magnus remained silent for a moment, then abruptly stood up and walked toward the living room. He pulled open the drawer, took out a document from inside, and placed it heavily on the table.Lysander clenched his hands into fists, the veins on the backs of his hands standing out starkly as if he desperately struggled to suppress and endure something deep inside, “Tell Seraphina to come out.” “Don’t you know it?” Magnus sighed, “I did my best to dissuade her when Seraphina proposed divorce.”Lysander clenched his teeth tightly, and a slight tremor leaked out. Magnus continued, “Seraphina’s parents and I were very optimistic about your marriage, but Seraphina was firm and you’d alrea

Cassian and I got along really well. He also became my first friend in Italy on this trip. A few months later, we worked together to hold an art exhibition. The gallery was packed with visitors, but among the crowd stood the one person I least wanted to see.In the center of the hall, Lysander straightly strode toward me. But, he didn’t put himself on a pedestal, “Sorry, Seraphina.”He murmured in front of me, yet it struck my heart with the force of a thousand pounds.“It’s me…I was wrong.” “It doesn’t matter anymore,” I replied to him indifferently.I turned around, intending to leave. A deafening scream suddenly pierced the air. Elara, her eyes bloodshot and wild, grabbed a sharp dagger and lunged toward me.“Seraphina, you’ve ruined me! ‌I'll haunt you until my last breath!‌”I was completely surrounded, with absolutely no way to dodge that blade. Elara’s face was deathly pale, her expression twisted with madness. Time seemed to freeze. I could clearly hear the sound of my own bre