The Lieutenant's Vengeful Desire
Thank God for the black turtleneck she wore—it hid the marks from last night, the kisses, the faint bites Hastan had branded across her skin.
Octavian stared for a long, suffocating beat, but said nothing.
“What are you doing here?” she pressed, her tone edged with sarcasm. Without waiting for his answer, she quickened her pace toward the server room.
The door swung open, and a cheerful voice pierced the heavy silence.
“Mamaaa, surprise!” Dio’s eyes sparkled like sunlight.
Meira’s lips curved instinctively, her dread momentarily dissolving. Inside, Dio sat beside Erik, one of the IT staff.
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