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A Bruised Heart
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"Cynthia…"Lucien stared hard at the photo on his phone screen, his knuckles turning white from the force of his grip. His jaw clenched, and he forced her name out between gritted teeth. His eyes burned red with fury, as if he were on the verge of completely losing control.Just then, Simon hurried over and said in a low voice, "Thomas called. He says he knows where Cynthia is—but he wants you to meet him in person."Lucien's gaze sharpened. Without a word, he spun around and strode out the door. Simon followed closely, and they drove straight toward the estate.Inside the grand hall, Janet was clinging excitedly to Selena's hand, barely able to conceal her glee. "That bitch is finally gone! Why doesn't my brother see it? She was never good enough for him—"Before she could finish, the front doors slammed open.Lucien walked in, a storm of cold fury radiating from him. He didn't spare them a single glance and headed straig
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Smoke curled through the bar like a living thing, and the neon lights cast shifting reflections across the rims of half-empty glasses.Hogan refilled the whiskey without asking, the amber liquid catching cold glints in the dim light. "Drink up. At least alcohol never lies."He raised his own glass, the clink of ice breaking the silence.Stephen reached out, stopping Hogan's hand. "That's enough. He's had too much.""So what?"Hogan chuckled darkly, his eyes drifting to the silent man across from him. "Better drunk than drowning in pain."He leaned closer to Stephen and muttered, "Have you ever seen a man stay sane after losing his wife?"Lucien seemed detached from the world around him. He downed the whiskey in one mechanical motion, the burn doing nothing to soothe the aching void in his chest. The glass in his hand fractured the bar's lights into twisted patterns—just like the broken state of his mind.Suddenly, his phone buz
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The glass doors to the balcony rattled softly in the night breeze.Lucien turned around, the cigarette between his fingers flaring faintly in the dark. Moonlight outlined his sharp features, but his eyes were darker than the night, locked intensely on her. When he caught sight of the angry red mark on her neck, his pupils contracted."That boy… is he your son?" His voice sounded like it came from a long way off.Cynthia walked straight into the room, tossing two bank cards onto the table with a crisp thud."Twenty-five million. Not a cent less," she said coldly. "I'll be taking Harley with me tomorrow."The cigarette burned out in his palm, but the sting didn't reach his heart. He strode forward and gripped her wrist hard enough to turn her knuckles white. "And the interest?"The stack of bills hit his face. Paper fluttered to the floor like a snowfall of blood-red leaves. Lucien let out a low, bitter laugh before yanking her into his arms. Their lips crashed together, copper and heat
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Morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room.A soft, sticky voice called from outside the door. "Mommy!"Cynthia snapped awake. In a panic, she shoved the man beside her. "Hide, now!"Lucien groaned, his voice still thick with sleep. "What time is it...?""Who cares!" she hissed, pushing him off the bed.Caught off guard, Lucien hit the floor with a loud thud. Just as he opened his mouth to protest, a blanket landed squarely on his head."Not a sound!"Cynthia winced at the ache in her waist as she opened the door. There stood Harley, barefoot, squatting on the floor, carefully folding a paper airplane out of a hundred-dollar bill."Why aren't you wearing shoes?" She scooped him up, brushing the dust from his tiny feet."Look, Mommy!" Harley beamed, holding up a red plane. "It's flying money!"Cynthia rubbed her temples as she surveyed the room littered with money-made airplanes. Last night with Lucien had clearly gotten out of hand."Sweetheart,
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Cynthia's face was pressed hard against the wall, causing a sharp pain."I spent a lot of energy satisfying you last night. And you're just leaving like this? Not even a thanks?" Lucien's magnetic voice whispered in her ear.He was utterly shameless! To put it bluntly, he had committed a crime! And now, he was asking her to thank him?!"I have nothing to say to you. Let me go!" Cynthia felt stripped of all her dignity in front of him.She tried to push him away, but he grabbed her wrists, forcing her hands over her head. The barely hanging clothes slipped off her body, and she was once again pressed against the cold wall.Shame surged through her, overwhelming her thoughts."Nothing to say to me? Have you forgotten? We used to be husband and wife." Lucien's arms tightened around her waist, his body pressing dangerously close to hers. His lips brushed against her translucent earlobe, "I'm the one who knows best how slutty you are."His thumb ran over her lips, speaking slowly, "Your sk
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The knocking resumed at the door—this time accompanied by other voices. Cynthia struggled again, but Lucien easily pinned her down, his lips returning to hers with a possessive urgency. He even bit her, not hard, but enough to force her focus back to him.Only when the knocking finally stopped did Lucien slightly pull away, his voice husky. "When are you going to send them home?"Cynthia was ready to curse at him, but his fingers pressed gently against her lips. He stroked her bitten mouth with his thumb, his tone softening unexpectedly."I know I didn't come back right away, but I've been keeping an eye on everything here. The Jessica thing? Handled the next day. I just got caught up with something else." He leaned his forehead against hers. "Once they're gone, I'll explain everything."By the time Cynthia emerged from the bedroom, the living room was completely empty. The chaos from the night before had vanished—everything was spotless. On the coffee table lay a note from Pearl: "We
