OWNED by Obsession

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oices from the study, it wasn't approaching, but it seemed to be spilling t

e killed the

s older, raspier, laced with

s voice replied-low, cold. "She saw what

ped. "Ever since your mother's health

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ness. We both know you have the p

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rembled as it touched the hallway wall. Every wo

ran

near the edge of the music room

reached her room. The walls seemed to

psed onto

rs came

eyes. For the cruel twist of fate that brought her here. For the fear that kept her breathing in shallow gulps lik

er throat burned. Until her body gave u

ing the Ravenna file–containing every single detail about her. He went t

the clock, it read 8:45. He had waited enough, he walk

m was su

hair drenched, eyes wide as they met Adrien's

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posed to see thi

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up with

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m from reality. Her skin was damp with sweat.

she stammered,

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ready. Her body jolted into motion, scrambling off the bed. "I-I

to her pale face, her trembling hands

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she whi

tretched be

stepped into the room, set the glass of whis

midnight-blue velvet gown. Elega

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he added without facing her: "You

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