ation. The drug amplified everything-the texture of his lips,
is man's presence felt less like a thr
hipful, a stark contrast to his cold, public persona. His fingers t
the name a prayer
n briefly pierced the fog, but the wave of d
t earlobe, glinting in the moonlight. His expression harde
tomorrow. He always did. Tonigh
e scene was a da
rkness, he still believed it was Chloe beneath him-his bride, his forced prize.
lies, on the contract, on the li
around Seraphina's neck snapped. The beads scattered across the
clarity in his drunken haze, but
eving she was Chloe. A cruel smirk twisted his
nfession of long-s
n act of mis
his chest. He watched her face in the pre-dawn light, memorizing every detail. The satisfacti
with it, a reckoning
fell into a deep, oblivious sleep, leaving the w
, as if trying to burn her image into his s
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