Her Heart in his Empire
I shook the thoughts away and rose to make myself a smoothie, something normal, something to remind me I was still human and not just some puppet tangled in Stefan’s emotional warfare.
But the moment I reach the counter, I heard him.
Stefan walked in, shirtless, his sweatpants riding low on his hips, the picture of a man who had indulged in all the pleasures the night had to offer. He didn’t even look at me. Just opened the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water, and took a long sip like nothing happened.
I stood frozen, bracing myself.
Then he spoke, his voice cold and commanding, like I was just his piece of property, “I’m flying to New York this morning, I’ll be gone for a week. Try to behave
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