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85. Fading charm!
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Lexie felt it the moment Paul carried her across the threshold—the heat, the burn, like her blood had turned molten. It wasn’t just the remnants of whatever Damien had slipped into her drink. No, this was something different. Something deeper. Hungrier. Like her body was screaming for only one thing—and it was him.But the strangest part?The moment Paul touched her—just lightly, just enough to tug at the strap of her heel—it was like her skin remembered cool water. His fingers were a balm on her fire. Her muscles eased, her breath hitched, and for a second, her mind stopped spinning.She whimpered when he pulled away, even slightly.“Lexie,” Paul murmured again, trying to move back, trying to do the right thing. Always trying to do the right thing.But she didn’t care about right.She cared about real.And right now, he was real.She grabbed his tie again, tugged him down until their noses almost brushed. “Stop pulling away,” she whispered. “Don’t you dare pull away from me.”He hesi
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Lexie's knees buckled, triggering a wave of weakness to crash over her body the moment Katrine shoved her. Her fingers twitched helplessly as she stumbled back, disbelief painted across her features. That wasn’t supposed to happen. She had imagined so many different ways their meeting would go, but none of those things had happened. Instead, Katrine’s words had struck like daggers, stabbing into Lexie’s chest. “You have only ever seen my friendship, Lexie… but now you’ll see the strength of my enmity too.” Lexie’s lips had parted, a protest dying on her tongue. “You can pretend all you want, lie to everyone else… but you can’t lie to me. I know you. The truth you want to hide, it won’t stay hidden, not from a single soul. I have been supporting you every step of the way since we found you in the forest, mauled by that beast. And when you look at yourself today, don't forget that it's all because of my love. But you didn't care for it at all and now, you'll be ruined because of t
Scar : the rejected Luna 85. Fading charm!
The baby-faced charm and beauty of Abby, who was the star of every room she walked into– at least in her own eyes– as fading rapidly. She was more like a shell of herself now. Her eyes were sunken, her skin pale from the cold and dampness of the dungeon, and her once steady voice trembled with each breath. But just when she thought it couldn’t get any worse, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed down the corridor, and her heart sank. Paul. He stepped into view, hands behind his back, a stern look in his eyes. “Are you ready to give me the answers now?” He spoke casually. Abby shook her head weakly. “I told you… I didn’t do anything. I just— I just pushed her. It was a moment of impulse, I wasn’t thinking—” Paul’s eyes hardened. “So still no confession.” He turned slightly. “Then you leave me no choice.” “No, please—” she started, but Paul raised a hand, and his men moved forward. Two of them yanked Abby to her feet. She struggled, weak as she was, but they overpowere
