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His Woman

Chapter 3 The Cost Of Running

Word Count: 796    |    Released on: 01/07/2025

the wedding, Vale

face hidden beneath a borrowed scarf. No heels. No jewelry. Just shado

n't mak

in station with flickering lights and the smell

nodded once and stepped asi

against her ribs a

u

own exactly where she'd be. His coat flared in the night win

he car, V

't loud. It di

d by the calm fury in his

ted his head

tched. "You k

hen they're not

id to bleed,"

u out here dress

start over. Maybe in another country. Maybe with a new name. But Luca had fo

d again, quieter t

idn't

A low, dang

istance between them, gripped her arm-n

ght him. Ther

No threats. Just the hum of the en

mply stepped out, opened her door, and gestured for her to

, save for a single light

there. Tu

n? Fine. But un

chin. "What?

asy. But you'll learn something about me,

not betrayal. I ne

dress. You met me at the st

r mouth, but

That you can walk away li

yours!" s

ere mine the second your father s

n him. But his eyes-they burned with control s

p you from running again. But n

owed. "What do

nd in my world, being alone means being dead. Qui

words sent a shiv

en who he was

shadow people whispered about in alleyways. The

tried to r

her ear. "You made your first mist

way, leaving her in the sil

lencia sat on the ed

uiet, but her t

ape, and now she kne

at left he

he door. She didn't an

lvet box. She said nothing-just set it on the table

lowly, opening the box

cklace. Not del

heavy with diamonds and somethin

oll

note in Luca'

ke fire. You can fight like i

gers curling around the

r had

eady lost the

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