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I watched in horror as he moved to dump my daughter's ashes into the toilet. I shouted, "No! Please, don't do this!" Xavier chuckled. "If it means so much to you, then apologize to Reina." I nodded frantically. "Okay! I'll apologize!" I dropped to my knees, the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth as I choked out the words. "Reina, I'm sorry." Xavier was not satisfied. He said, "Not good enough. Get on your knees properly and bow." I clenched my teeth so hard I thought they might crack, but I obeyed. I bowed deeply and apologized. "Reina, I'm sorry!"

“I don’t want your yearning either. It all means nothing to me.” He looks at his hands before raising his eyes to me again. “Then what do you want?” Devotion. I want to see him devoted to me, utterly mine, because I realize that in this lifetime, I might only get him, even though we are a terrible match. I want him to prove to me over and over again that he will not be shaken or leave my side. For him to be devoted to me, belong to me, and no one else. But he doesn’t belong to himself. How can he give me something that he doesn’t have?

He feared losing the soft spot he had never intended to possess: the chest that warmed, the vulnerability that came with keeping something — or someone — close. Alexei was supposed to be a tool, a perfectly honed instrument for extraction and elimination. But he had not remained a mere instrument the way Lucien liked. He had become something more complicated: a lodestone for Lucien’s affection that the Capo himself could not name without tasting the salt of danger. Possession, Lucien had long known, was what kept men loyal; he had never expected it to tangle around his own throat.

Just quietly supporting her from a distance, expecting nothing in return. Three months of silence. He was hurt, that's all. Enough time's passed. Of course he still cares. Of course he still loves me. The more she turned it over, the more convinced she became. A self-satisfied smirk crept across her face, something close to contempt flickering underneath it. You act like you hate me, Grant. And here you are, still circling back to me like you always do. Twenty years of devotion doesn't just disappear because of one bad night.

Rose for the first time couldn't understand where he was going with this but then it all clicked on his next words. "They were all right .... Until.... Now. I know one thing for sure , that my missions, my fights are not going to be business anymore. They are going to be more personal. I won't be striving to win anymore. I will be striving for someone. Someone who takes my breath away. Someone who made me feel something I wanted to feel for years. I want to be the only one for that someone. The only one she runs to when she is scared. The only one to take her fears and all her pain away. I was strong before but now I want to be stronger for her," Her breathing got heavy with his revelation.

Between our hearts, the bond thrummed with contentment, offering comfort and peace. “I’m so sorry. I had no idea you would think…” He held my gaze with intense focus. His blue eyes stared straight down into my soul. “I would never do that. You are the only one that want. The only one that I will ever want. Nothing and no one could ever break my devotion to you.” Devotion? “Does that mean you love me?” The words came out in my confusion, before I could even think to hold them back. I immediately wanted them back.

At the wedding, Ewan Holland's assistant replaced the slideshow video with a clip of my sexual assault from five years ago. Amid the dead silence of the hall, Lilith Clayton pinned down my hands as I scrambled to unplug the flash drive. "Relax! I mean no harm. Just wanted to remind you how much Mr. Holland loves you. He doesn't mind your past, so don't ever chase cheap thrills or betray him." While I racked my brain trying to convince everyone it was an AI forgery, I frantically signaled Ewan to pull the drive. I thought he'd surely step up to save me. Yet he dragged the timeline bar forward and zoomed in on my face instead. I stopped wrestling, staring at him in disbelief. "What are yo

"My fourth need is devotion. When you give priority to my needs and commit yourself to support and fulfil them, then my fourth primary need is fulfilled. I thrive when I feel adored and special. You fulfil my need to be loved in this way when you make my feelings and needs more important than your other interests like work, sports etc." "Just like you need my devotion, I have my primary need to feel your admiration. To admire me is to regard me with wonder, delight, and pleased approval. I feel admired when you are happily amazed by my unique characteristics or talents which is my humour, strength, persistence, integrity, honest

But inside Devandra’s heart, there was nothing but a single consuming fire: obsession. Obsession that devoured logic. Obsession that turned love into possession. Obsession that now marked Arga as the most personal target of Devandra’s unraveling wrath.

I encountered and dealt with the difficulties and obstacles that were present in the twilight valley. I faced and addressed the hidden aspects of my own personality or emotions. I have come here with the intention of demonstrating my unwavering commitment and dedication to our relationship. My purpose is to repair any existing rifts or conflicts that may have arisen between us, in order to strengthen the bond we share. I shifted my body to directly face him, and as I did so, my eyes seemed to penetrate the surrounding darkness with their intense gaze. I expressed my disdain for the concept of "devotion" with a venomous tone. I emphasized that true

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