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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.

Fenris glared at Damien and his ‘promise', wanting to kill him where he stands, for he was practically forbidding Christen any form of freedom she had. “I want to forget.” The words that came out of his mate’s mouth came as a surprise for him, and Damien, as the tears escaped Christen's eyes. “All the time we had... I want to forget it all. I can’t believe… I let myself believe in that fantasy again... Let myself go through this pain again. Please. I'll take whatever customers you want me to take, just as long as they help me forget good ever existed in this world. Remind me that there is never any good for me.”

She cried for the dreams that had been shattered, for the illusions that had been torn away, leaving her with nothing but a hollow emptiness. When the tears finally subsided, Elara was left with a heavy sense of resignation. She had to face the truth—Cassia was right. She would never truly be part of the family, no matter how hard she tried. She would always be an outsider, someone who didn’t quite fit.

“C,um for me, baby. I want to see you unravel around my fingers.” The combination of his fingers and dirty words drew me toward the edge. I felt the pressure build and build in my head—until I snapped. My thighs quavered as a mind-shattering orga,sm tore through me. I closed my eyes and clung to him. “Alec!” He held me through it, pressed kisses to my temple as I trembled in his arms. “That’s it,” he murmured. “So beautiful when you shatter for me.” My breath came in shallow pants.

I sat under the big tree behind the library.It was the only place that still felt untouched by whispers and stares. The air was still, like the world paused just to watch me break. A soft breeze brushed my cheek, but it couldn’t dry the tears already falling. I buried my face in my palms and let the sobs escape. “I didn’t mean for it to get this far,” I whispered to myself, shaking my head. “I just... In fact,I had not enough reason to set her up badly.

He pressed his forehead against mine, whispering, “Tell me I’m not already losing you.” The walls seemed to close in, shadows thickening, heat rolling like a storm trapped beneath my skin. I wanted to answer, but another vision tore through me, blinding and merciless. A battlefield soaked in ash. Damian’s body crumpling, golden eyes dimmed. My own scream echoing over a ruin of fire that stretched as far as the horizon. The shard purred at the sight, feeding on my terror, until I ripped myself free with a sob.

Nazy My hands were shaking vigorously as he hung up the call, uncontrollable tears rolled down my eyes, as panick sets in, my whole body was vibrating, but most of all his words echoed in my head, he never loved me, he never did, I was just a tool, he used me, he fucking called me a freelancer after everything I did for him, after sacrificing everything and this? Is what I get. “Freddddddddd……..!”

She makes me want. I had her once when we were just kids. But I lost her, not because the world took her from me, but because I was a coward. I didn’t fight, didn’t speak, didn’t stay. And now, years later, with a little more strength in me and far less fear—I’m not letting her slip away again. Not this time. Life has taught me many cruel lessons, but she taught me one that stayed - sharing what’s inside can set you free.

A computer sat in the corner of the desk and there was a bookshelf along the adjacent wall. It would have given off a professional vibe if not for how trashed it was. Papers were scattered and torn all over the surface and floor, making the floor look white and black, hiding the dark carpet underneath. The computer monitor was shattered and laying uselessly on its side with the mouse and keyboard completely yanked off and thrown over to the other side of the room. The books on the shelves joined the papers on the ground. The different colored covers set off a contrast to the overwhelming black and white, but left the shelves looking dull and empty with the bare wood exposed.

Her lips were parted, her eyes wide as she awaited my answer. "Not in the least bit." I finally replied, catching my breath. "Do you want to stop." "This is so wrong." She murmured unsure. I curled her hair in my fingers, as I kissed down her neck "You're free to indulge in as much pleasures as you want." I murmured. "There's no shame in that."