Aurea’s POV "You've had your run, Aurea," Vincenzo whispered, the anger in his voice turning into something much darker, much more possessive. "But you're going to regret it after tonight."My stomach dropped.The rain hammered against the glass, a frantic rhythm that matched the desperate thudding of my heart. I was pinned under the weight of his shadow as he moved with a terrifying, calculated stillness. Panic clawed at my throat. Before I could process anything, Valerius scooped me up into his arms and tossed me onto the massive, silk-sheeted bed, pulling me back to reality. I scrambled backward, trying to claw my way to the headboard, my mind screaming at me to find an exit, any exit. But Vincenzo caught my right ankle in a vice grip. With one effortless tug, he dragged me back beneath him."You wanted to run, princess," Vincenzo whispered, his voice dangerously low. "Now, we are going to make sure you can't even stand for days." He reached out for the silk ties at the edge of t
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