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CHAPTER EIGHT.
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The man stood, pacing the room with deliberate slowness. The sound of his footsteps echoed like a countdown to her inevitable breaking point. “You think this will end without you talking? You think silence buys you freedom?” He let out a low chuckle, one that sent shivers crawling up her spine. “No. Silence buys you more pain.”He pulled a small leather bag from the corner of the room and placed it on the table. He unzipped it slowly, the sound cutting through the air. One by one, he pulled out tools—pliers, a scalpel, and something that looked disturbingly like a branding iron.Sophia’s heart thundered in her chest. She fought to keep her face neutral, but her body betrayed her. Her hands, though bound, trembled. Her breath quickened.He noticed.“There it is,” he murmured, a smile tugging at his lips. “Fear.”Sophia clenched her jaw, anger flaring briefly beneath her terror. She wanted to spit at him, to lash out, but she was helpless. Bound. At his mercy.He picked up the scalpel,
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Sophie didn’t say a word for the rest of the ride. Her fingers curled around the fabric of her dress, gripping it tightly as she stared straight ahead. His words kept ringing in her head. No, Sophie. She’s not. Her mind was running through every possible explanation, but none of them made sense. If Althea wasn’t Drake’s sister, then—She swallowed. The little girl had his eyes. His smile. His everything. She turned her head slightly, sneaking a glance at him. Drake’s expression was unreadable as he drove, his jaw tight, his hands gripping the steering wheel like it was the only thing grounding him. Why didn’t he tell her? Sophie knew she wasn’t entitled to anything. But still, it stung. She turned back toward the window, her mind spinning with questions. By the time they pulled up at the hotel, her thoughts were still a mess. Drake killed the engine, leaning back slightly. He finally turned to her, his voice softer than usual. “Sophie—” “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked,
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Sophie barely slept. She had spent the night curled up in bed, her pillow damp with tears she hadn’t wanted to shed. She hated that she felt this way, that she cared this much. She should have expected it. Should have known that whatever this was between her and Drake had an expiration date. But the pain still came, sharp and suffocating, as if someone had reached inside her chest and squeezed. When she had told him she wanted a divorce, she had expected something, anger, relief, maybe even indifference. But not this. “No.” That was all he had said. A single word, spoken with the kind of finality that made her stomach drop. Sophie had stared at him, waiting for him to say something else, waiting for an explanation. But he had just looked at her, before walking away as if the conversation had never happened. And that had shattered something inside her. She wasn’t going to beg him, she was calling outs on this marriage. She stepped out of her room, pulling her robe tightly ar
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Sophie sat in bed long after Drake left, her arms wrapped around her knees. The room still smelled like him, like expensive cologne and something darker, something intoxicatingly disgusting. Her body was still thrumming with the remnants of his touch, her skin still burning from the way he had held her, the way he had wanted her. And yet, here she was abandoned like a pile of dirty laundry. She clenched her jaw, swallowing the bitter lump she felt in her throat. Why did she let herself believe, even for a second, that things would be different? That he would be different? Sophie shook her head and stood up, reaching for her robe.She needed to pull herself together.She was done chasing a man who would never put her first. She was so over him. Not that she loved it. Drake stepped out of the car, his expression as cold as the artic as he entered the private terminal of Nexus. He had barely spoken a word since Vivienne’s call, but his mind was still spinning. Freddie was h
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Sophie’s back met the cool marble counter, but the sensation barely registered.Not when Drake was everywhere, his lips rough and demanding, stealing her breath, her thoughts, her hesitation.His hands gripped her waist, pulling her against him, his body pressing into hers with a desperation that made her pulse stutter.She wasn’t thinking anymore. She didn’t want to in any way .Not when the heat of his breath ghosted over her skin, not when his fingers traced fire along the curve of her hip, not when the low, ragged sound he made at her touch sent shivers down her spine and made her oh so wet .Drake’s mouth left hers, trailing along her jaw, lower and lower with his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of her throat.Sophie gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he lifted her effortlessly onto the counter.Her legs wrapped around his waist, her instinct taking over.The hard press of his body against hers, the slow, deliberate roll of his hips, it unraveled her, it made her s
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The flight back home was quieter than the one to Santorini, but it wasn’t the same kind of silence. This time, it wasn’t filled with tension or unspoken irritation. It was heavier. Something had shifted between them on that beach, and Sophie hated it. She hated how much she had enjoyed that last night. She hated how thoughtful Drake had been. And most of all, she hated how a part of her wished the honeymoon wasn’t over. She leaned back in her seat, arms crossed, eyes glued to the window. Drake was beside her, scrolling through his phone as if nothing had changed. Maybe it hasn’t, she thought bitterly. Maybe it was all in your head. But if that were true, why was her heart still racing whenever she thought about the way he had looked at her? Why was it so hard to pretend she wasn’t affected? Sophie let out a slow breath, closing her eyes. She needed to get herself together. Because now, they were going back to reality. And reality meant remembering exactly who they were t
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The honeymoon was almost over.Tomorrow, they’d be on a flight back home, back to reality. Back to whatever the hell this marriage was supposed to be.But tonight?Drake had one last surprise.Sophie watched him warily as he led her down a secluded stone path, the air warm and filled with the scent of salt and blooming jasmine.“Where are we going?” she asked, trying to keep up.Drake glanced over his shoulder, smirking. “You’ll see.”She sighed. “You’re insufferable.”“And yet, here you are, following me.”She scowled, but her heart was racing. Not just from the walk, but from the way he was looking at her. The way he had been looking at her all day, like he was seeing her differently.Like he didn’t want this to end either.Finally, they reached a small, hidden cove.Sophie’s breath caught.A candlelit table sat right at the water’s edge, the waves lapping gently against the shore. Fairy lights hung from the surrounding cliffs, casting a golden glow over the sand. A private chef sto
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Sophie swallowed hard, her heart slamming against her ribs.Drake didn’t move, his thumb still resting at the corner of her mouth, his eyes locked onto hers with a quiet intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.Her skin burned where he touched her.She should pull away. Say something sharp, something cutting. But her body refused to cooperate, her breath coming in shallow, uneven pulls.Then, as if realizing he was lingering too long, Drake smirked. That damn, infuriating smirk.“Careful, sweetheart,” he murmured, leaning back in his chair, as if he hadn’t just completely unraveled her with a single touch. “Wouldn’t want to give me the wrong idea.”Sophie inhaled sharply, her fingers tightening around her fork. “The only idea you should have is how fast I’d throw you off this balcony if I could.”Drake chuckled, taking a slow sip of his coffee. “Feisty this morning, aren’t we?”She shoved another bite of croissant into her mouth just to keep herself from responding.This man would
