The Tyrant's captive bride
He freezes when he sees me, then his eyes slide over to Yuto like he just hit the jackpot on some twisted gossip slot machine.
“Well, shit,” the minion says, voice all oily and fake-surprised. “Didn’t expect to find the boss’s wife tucked away with the competition. Yuto, right? Back from playing sushi chef in Japan or whatever the hell you’ve been doing.”
Yuto doesn’t even flinch. He just shifts a little, putting himself half in front of me without making it obvious, but I feel it. That gentle wall he always used to be. My heart is doing this stupid flip-flop thing because part of me wants to snap at the guy to mind his own damn business, and the other part is already imagining Elias hearing
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