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Chapter 38

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Emma's POV

Damian stood across from me, his gaze sharp and calculating, as if he could read every thought running through my mind. His men flanked him, their expressions impassive, but I could feel the weight of their presence. This wasn’t just a confrontation anymore. It was a battle—a battle for control, for power, for my future.

“You’ve been quiet, Emma,” Damian said, his voice smooth, almost too calm. “What’s on your mind?”

I crossed my arms over my chest, refusing to let him see the unease creeping under my skin. “I’m thinking about how this ends, Damian. And it’s not going to end the way you want it to.”

He chuckled, the sound echoing off the cold concrete walls. “You’ve always been a fighter. But it’s cute how you think you have any control here. I hold all the cards, Emma. And you know it.”

I met his gaze without flinching. “You might have the cards, but I’m not the one playing this game anymore. Ethan is.”

Damian’s smirk faltered for a fraction of a second, but it was enough
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