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74: Whispers Beneath the Crown
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2025-03-01 11:01:15Beatrice's POV
Ryuu sat in one of the grand chairs, legs spread wide in a deliberate display of dominance—the kind only men who feared nothing could pull off. He exuded power, the untouchable mafia king. If he weren’t my husband, I probably would have kept my distance tonight.
Instead, he pulled me into his space, settling me onto his thigh. The intimacy of it felt almost indecent for such a public setting, a statement to everyone watching. His hand rested firmly on my exposed knee, the high slit of my dress doing nothing to conceal his touch. My pulse quickened, every nerve on edge.
Whispers rippled through the room, barely hushed.
“Maybe we should leave,” I murmured, not meeting his gaze, keeping my voice just loud enough for him to hear. My fingers drifted over his
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