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Claimed by My Ex’s UncleChapter 41: The Unshackled RealmThe winter dawn over Central Park broke in sharp, crystalline rays of gold, piercing the morning frost that clung to the high glass terrace.New York woke up below us in a muted roar of yellow cabs, crowded subway grates, and cold, relentless hustle. But eighty floors above the pavement, inside the master suite of the Vance-Lorden penthouse, time moved only when Julian dictated it.I lay tangled in the heavy Egyptian cotton sheets, the dark silk blanket draped low across my waist. The crisp morning air drifted through a crack in the balcony doors, bringing with it the faint scent of snow and pine, but the space beside me was burning with a violent, intoxicating heat.Julian was propped on one elbow, his massive, dark frame looming over me in the pale light.He didn't wear a shirt. His broad, muscular chest bore the quiet, hidden scars of old corporate wars, and his dark hair fell forward in a messy, lethal wave over his forehea

Claimed by My Ex’s UncleChapter 43: The Unbreakable CrownThe winter sun over Manhattan had given way to a violent, twilight blizzard.Snow slammed against the glass walls of the Vance-Lorden sky-parlor, eighty-five stories above the frozen avenues below. But inside our private sanctuary, the atmosphere was dense with an intoxicating, suffocating warmth—the scent of dark espresso, crackling cedar logs, and the heavy, electric pulse of a power so absolute it made the storm outside feel entirely irrelevant.I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in our private dressing room, wearing a tailored midnight-blue velvet gown. The silk lining clung softly to my curves, accommodating the subtle, barely noticeable swell at my waist where our child grew.The Lorden sapphire collar rested on my neck, but it was the blue diamond on my left hand that commanded the room, throwing sharp blue sparks across the polished marble vanity.A dark shadow materialized behind me in the glass.Julian m