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The quiet in the dining room was oppressive, a burdensome sensation compressing my chest. My father's visage remained fixed in my thoughts, his abrupt emergence and enigmatic phrases swirling like a tempest I couldn't evade. I slid my chair back, the noise scraping on the marble floor, and headed towards the door. I required fresh air—something to cut through the confusion in my thoughts. However, as soon as I entered the hallway, I recognized that I wasn't by myself. A young woman was present, her posture both composed and vigilant. She donned a plain black outfit that fitted her slim figure, her cropped black hair neatly secured behind her ears. Her deep brown eyes locked onto mine, unwavering and inscrutable, and for an instant, I believed she might completely dismiss me. "You ought not to be roaming about," she remarked, her tone steady yet gentle. "And who are you to say that to me?" I erupted, my irritation spilling out. I was exhausted from being instructed on where I could
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The gunshot rang in my ears, piercing and shocking. My heart raced as I hurried to the window, pulling back the thick velvet curtain slightly to look outside. The estate grounds were dim, with shadows elongated beneath the soft shimmer of the moonlight. I wasn't able to identify the source of the noise, but the muted yells of the guards validated my greatest anxieties—something was going on. Something hazardous. I turned away from the window, breathing in short, sharp puffs. This was the time to run, if there ever was one. The disorder outside would serve as an ideal diversion. I took a coat from the closet and draped it over my shoulders, disregarding the shake in my hands. My strategy was straightforward: escape from this room, steer clear of Alexander’s men, and discover a means to leave the premises. Easy in concept, unattainable in reality—but I needed to give it a go. The idea of remaining here, under his influence, filled me with a rush of sickness. I couldn't allow this to b
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The tension from my failed escape lingered like a storm cloud, heavy and oppressive. Every corner of the mansion seemed to remind me of my imprisonment. My wrists ached from the rough restraints Alexander had used, a physical reminder of his power. The bitterness of his words and the icy finality in his eyes lingered in my mind. My heartbeat accelerated when my room's door cracked open. Expecting Alexander, I instinctively stiffened, bracing for another confrontation. Instead, a man I didn’t recognize entered. He was tall and impeccably dressed, his presence both calming and commanding. Jet-blue hair framed a striking face, and vivid green eyes, kind yet observant, met mine. “I’m Lucian Everett,” he introduced himself, setting a small medical kit on the table. “The family doctor.” His voice was smooth, professional, but there was a warmth that Alexander lacked. “I didn’t ask for a doctor,” I said, my voice edged with defiance. Lucian smiled faintly, unbothered by my tone. “I wa
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"Do you always have to be so damn cold?" My voice cracked through the stillness of the room, sharp and deliberate. I knew the words were risky, but after everything—being dragged into this mansion, caged like an animal, forced into submission—I couldn’t hold them back any longer. Alexander's wide shoulders tensed as though my words had struck him in the middle of his stride. His icy-blue eyes met mine as he slowly turned to face me. Only the uncompromising steel that had frightened me from the first time I had seen him was present; there was no warmth.. "And do you always have to be so reckless, Dysis?" His voice was calm, low, but laced with a warning I knew better than to ignore. I didn’t back down. Not this time. "Reckless? You think standing up for myself is reckless? Newsflash, Alexander, I’m not some puppet you can dangle on strings." He tilted his head, the faintest trace of amusement—or maybe irritation—dancing in his expression. "No, you’re not a puppet. You’re a stor
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Dysis’s heart stilled. "Are you inquiring about my true identity?" she whispered, just loud enough to be audible. Alexander paused, then gradually withdrew his hand, leaving a lingering warmth behind. His face was inscrutable, yet there was a glimmer in his eyes—something contained, something he had been suppressing."You've been looking for solutions," he said smoothly, getting up from the bed and walking toward the mahogany desk in the corner. The faint light from the chandelier created elongated shadows over his face, accentuating his already prominent features. "It’s time you began obtaining them." Her heartbeat roared in her ears. "What are you saying?" He did not respond right away. Instead, he opened a drawer, retrieving a smooth black folder. He paused for just a moment before facing her, his expression inscrutable. "Your father wasn't the sole one hiding things from you." A shiver coursed through Dysis’s body. She gulped nervously, her fingers pressing into the gentle m
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There were many unspoken words in Alexander's chamber. An unexpected tiredness settled deep in Dysis's bones after everything that had transpired. Even though the heat from the shower had only slightly reduced the stress in her muscles, a new type of tension replaced it as soon as Alexander carried her out. He moved fluidly across the room, holding her tightly but cautiously, as though she were something delicate—something valuable. Her pulse raced at the juxtaposition between this compassion and his previous fury. When he arrived at the bed, he carefully laid her down, wrapped her in a towel, and moved away."Keeping what little control he still had, he added, "Your clothes are on the bed." "Change."Unable to look him in the eye, Dysis nodded. "Don't ever do that again" was the firm command she could still hear in his voice, and she could still feel his warm touch on her flesh. It wasn't until he turned away and left the room that she realised she was holding back her breath. As Dys
