Bounded By Love, Broken By Laws

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was a mansion carved

ed beside her. "Be on yo

'd never remarry. And yet here they were-newly moved in, bound to a

n Sin

g. No photo. No mention beyond a

w he w

er her boots. Oil paintings stared down from their go

y. "Master Lucian is upstairs. S

y. "Let him have his space. Isla,

ry with doors slightly ajar. As Isla walked by, somet

ike he wore confidence as armor. One hand held a cigarette, burning low

speak. He d

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. Detached. Still. As if he belo

dn't

eath too long a

er skin humming with something she couldn't name. The memory

, she knew: this wasn