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72: The Power She Wields

Author: DiaryOfDaisy
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-25 23:59:12

Luca Avancii was a man who prided himself on control.

Every breath measured. Every movement calculated. Every decision made with the kind of unwavering certainty that turned empires into dynasties.

And yet, at this moment, his focus was fractured.

The contracts spread across his mahogany desk should have commanded his full attention. The numbers, the clauses, the final steps in dismantling Kale Industries were all laid out in pristine, paper-bound authority.

But his wife was in front of him.

And she was staring.

Silent. Still. Expectant.

Luca knew better than to look up right away. He kept his eyes on the papers, his pen tapping lightly against the rim of his glasses as though he could will himself to ignore her presence.

But that was impossible. It had always been impossible.

Another five seconds passed. She didn’t move. Didn’t shift, didn’t cough, didn’t even tilt her head—just sat there in his study, her delicate fingers drumming lightly against the arm of the chair, her body so ut
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