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Too Late, Governor: My Freedom Is Mine

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 541    |    Released on: 23/06/2025

y was still in full swing, but an uneasy feeling had set

gainst the wall, his rage echoing through the mansion. He couldn't belie

nd her," he'd roared at Marcus. "I

as alre

old life. I ended up in a small, quiet coastal town in Oregon. The air sm

simple life. But the past was a ghost that haunted my sleep. Ni

e drunk tourist was getting aggressive with the owner. Instinct took over. Before I even knew w

aid-back smile and sun-bl

he said. "I

nt, and completely unimpressed by my quiet, guarded nature. He started showin

'd say with a grin. "It's the least

y, impossibly, he started to break through the walls I had built around

ered on telephone poles all over town. My face stared ba

ack to my apartment and locked the door. He

ck from the main street, a trash bag in his hand. He saw me watching from my window and j

day I started

local know-how and the surf shop. We expanded it, turning it into a full-scale coastal adventure outfitter. We offered s

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Too Late, Governor: My Freedom Is Mine
“For three years, I was Julian Davenport's shadow – his bodyguard by day, his lover by night. Our routine was a carefully guarded secret, a stolen rhythm of illicit nights and cold mornings. Then, in the pre-dawn chill, his voice, flat and emotionless, sliced through the quiet: "It's over, Ava." He was marrying Chloe Vanderbilt, the perfect political match, and I was just... practice. He tossed my birth control pills onto the bed, a cruel reminder not to complicate his future. The worst came later, when Chloe, his fiancée, ordered me to my hands and knees, using me as a footstool to avoid dirtying her gown, while Julian watched, saying nothing. I' d taken a knife protecting her just hours before, and his only concern was her safety, not mine. I was called "sloppy." That was the moment my heart finally gave up. How could the man I protected, the man I loved, strip away my dignity so completely? Was three years of my life truly just a rehearsal? I walked away from the Davenport estate, leaving the shadow behind. But when Julian, now Governor-elect, tracked me down and tried to drag me back into his gilded cage, I knew I had to make my final stand.”
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