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[This chapter contains mature content‼️, please skip if you are uncomfortable reading it.] Lucas Hayes pushed her towards his bedroom with so much urgency. He pushed her towards the wall as his hands grabbed her boobs. He was too rough in his actions. Elaina Moore was mourning loudly from the pleasure she was receiving. He pushed her on the big bed and then tore her dress into shreds.

~ ANASTATIA ~ I'm really going to die. I don't even get to talk to Isabella after ignoring her calls for days just because of being stressed. I'm going to die. I never got to apologize to Damien for what mother did nor did I get to fuck– Then, with brutal force, I feel something tugging me backwards before I meet the hard ground, eliciting a wince from me as pain shoots through my skull due to the impact. I feel someone shaking me wildly as if I weigh nothing, their body shielding my face from the rain which continues to beat down on other part of me except for my face.

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“Arrghhhhhhhh,” I scream into my pillow as I talk to Dawn, Lala, and Bethany on a W******p group call. “What if I never see him again?” He was so... Ay. Ay. Ay... drop dead goooorrggggg... Those dirty, sinful thoughts alone soaked my panties. “Yessss! My girl is back in the game like she never left! New highlights, lips glossed, and the universe trembling!" Lala shouts.

"Please, he needs you by his side." Thalia shook her head, her chest rose and fell rapidly, her heartbeat loud in her ears. Franklin's name struck her heart like a dagger twisted mercilessly. Her mind spun, replaying flashes of memory she had buried: his betrayal, the fake affection, the bitter taste of abandonment. The cold expression when he handed her the divorce papers. The night he shattered her world and left her bleeding in the dark, unloved, unwanted. Her hands trembled, and she backed away a step, as if distance could shield her from the weight of Delilah’s plea. Her voice was barely a whisper.

I staggered, almost collapsed, my notebook leaping off my hands and shooting across the floor. I had already reached the street when I could even begin to chase after it. Behind me, the doors slammed shut with a harsh snap, the reflected glass revealing that I was---outside, unwanted. I stood outside for what seemed like forever, even the dark sky and sign of heavy did not make me lose sight of what brought me here. “Damien knight.” I kept repeating the name like it was a savor. And then coming out of the revolving doors, Damian Knight. He glittered beneath the rain pounding down. Hands reached out and clutched him, paparazzi shouting his name, and flashes of camera. He strode as if he were

Catrina shouted. My stomach plunged as she outed not only my fated bond to Billie, but also our break-up. All eyes were indefinitely on me now, all unspoken questions echoed by Catrina’s accusations, and I didn’t like it. David and Colt had begun transforming; behind me, so did Billie. The world was closing in on me with more human voices to feed the chorus.

"If you are her." Seraphina could not speak. Could not move. "Because if you are," he said. "Then I have spent three years grieving a woman I threw away for a lie. And I do not think I can survive finding out I was right." "Damien." The name slipped out before she could catch it. Not Mr. Cross. Damien. His face broke. "Open the door." Her hand was already moving. She watched it move as if from a very long distance. She slid the chain off. Stepped back.

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