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The scent of lilies hit her before he entered her room. Vito moved in with a heavy stack of hardcovers balanced under one arm and a bouquet in the other. Milan’s heart gave a traitorous skip at the sight of the romance books. She didn't think for a second why he would buy her books. She was just so happy he did. For weeks, her world had been nothing but blue-light strain and scrolling through sterile PDFs for her online courses. She craved the weight of a story in her hands, the smell of old paper, the feeling of a world she could close and put away whenever she chose.

And I was caught between two devils, one who ruined my past and another who threatened my future. I stood, pacing the narrow room. My reflection in the window showed a woman I barely recognized, poised, cold, in control. But inside, I was unraveling. Every plan I had built was suddenly unstable because of a single kiss. Because for one reckless moment, Damien Cole hadn’t felt like the enemy. He had felt like a man. And worse… he had made me feel like a woman again. I pressed my palm to the glass, staring out at the city lights that bled into the rain-soaked night.

My fingers were trembling. His weren’t. He laced them through mine. And we drove like that for miles, two fugitives with a shared breath and a growing bond stitched together by fear, fire, and the very thing neither of us dared to name yet— Hope. --- Author's Note Thank you so much for reading Chapter Nine of Until the Lie Loved Me! Things are heating up for Celeste, and the stakes are only going to climb from here. What did you think of the escape? The moment in the car? The growing tension between Celeste and the man she’s starting to trust?

But he prevented me, caught my arm with his hand, and forcefully pulled me closer. I gasped in shock, my heart pounding violently in my chest. My lips quivered as I dared to look into his eyes that glimmered with annoyance. “You’re going to marry him?” He asked. “After what we had? Our connection?” My throat tightened. “What ‘we’ had?” I didn’t know why I grew scared of his reactions. “We had nothing, Damien. I’ve been in a relationship with Axel for as long as I can remember.” “You kissed me,” he growled, his fingers tightening around my arm. “It was supposed to be an act, but you kissed me and I felt all the passion on your lips.”

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Our bodies pressed flush together, and I gasped into his mouth at the new closeness. His hand slipped under the back of my shirt, his warm palm gliding slowly up my bare spine. I shivered violently at the skin-to-skin contact, a rush of goosebumps spreading across my body. The sensation was electric. I had to break the kiss, pulling back with a shaky breath. We stared at each other, our faces inches apart, both breathing hard. His eyes were dark with passion, pupils blown wide. My heart was racing so fast I felt dizzy. “You’re so pretty,” he whispered, his voice rough and full of want.

He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his chest heaving violently against hers as the echoes of their breaths filled the vast, quiet library. Grace held him just as tightly, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. In the absolute isolation of the East Wing library, under the shadow of the basalt wall, the clinical boundaries holding their marriage together had been completely reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind but the raw, undeniable truth of the man who had built a fortress to keep her alive.