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In the walk-in closet, the racks were filled with new seasonal arrivals I had kept in my shopping cart under "just looking." Every detail perfectly nailed my aesthetic and hit my panic button even harder. This was not a romantic surprise, but a terrifying horror story. It meant he had long investigated everything from my preferences to my habits and even my online shopping history. "Do you like it? This is our new home," he murmured, wrapping his arms around me from behind and resting his chin on the curve of my shoulder. His voice was thick with satisfaction. Goosebumps erupted across my skin. "What exactly do you want, Oliver?" My voice trembled, not from feeling touched, but from pure ter

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WARNING!!! This chapter contains torture and insinuating a sexual assault. It isn’t glorified, Please don’t read if you are triggered by such subjects! You can either skip this chapter or stop reading the book as there will be a few more chapters that contain sexual assault however there will ALWAYS be a warning beforehand. Thank you. ************************************************************ Chapter Thirty Eight

My fangirl heart soars, villain down, harem mine, ending changed. But a flicker of unease remains, what else might the novel try?

It used to keep everyone up at night. He looked out into space and almost seemed to zone out. I waved my hand in front of his face. “Sorry,” he just said. “I’d love to know what's going on in that head of yours,” I said, before I could stop myself. *Shh! You’ll make him run home,* my wolf warned. I bit my lip and instantly regretted it. “No you… No you don’t,” he said, looking at the letter. He cleared his throat.

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

" I closed my eyes and carved every single word into my memory. Just then, Alistair Hudson's chat window lit up with three new messages. The first read, "Christian owns three companies. Nocturne Media was registered last June. The legal representative is Summer Knightley. Paid-up capital is zero." The second read, "Summer, Christian's college classmate, returned to the country last May and is currently serving as his personal assistant." The third read, "Christian arrived at the airport an hour ago. He picked Summer up—the woman in this photo." I turned my phone over, leaving the screen facedown. My hand was trembling.

I always rambled around him. Marcus leaned against the counter, arms crossed, watching me with that quiet intensity that made my skin feel too warm. He didn’t smile often, but when he did, it was slow and devastating. “You could have dropped it through the slot,” he said. “I didn’t want to risk it,” I said, holding up the book. “It’s fragile. And… I know how much you hate when people don’t return things properly.” He studied me for a moment longer than necessary. Then he pushed off the counter and walked toward me. Each step made my pulse kick up a notch.

He glanced to his left and found Franklin wide-awake, grinning at him. “She’s going to be so pissed when she wakes up, you know she's still not used to you.” he said with a smile. “Tell me about it. Let’s hope she thinks before she acts. Her knee is next to my balls.” “Man, you are in so much trouble. Imagine her waking up to find herself sprawled all over you... You're in so much trouble, dog.” Franklin said, and yet still didn’t look the least bit worried. “You’re really okay with this.”

It is very brightly lit, and the seats look comfortable and neat. Lucenzo takes a seat at the front and I take the one fastest away from him like the coward that I am. I finally have the space to breathe in air without his cologne assaulting my nostrils. Yes, I'm done denying it. Lucenzo scares the shit out of me, or rather, what his presence does to me scares me. Lucenzo works on his laptop throughout and I take a long overdue nap.