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Chapter 78

Author: Vheezeey
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Emma’s POV

The kiss lingered on my lips like a brand, a constant reminder of Luca’s control over every inch of my life. He thought he had me figured out, thought he could own me with his arrogance, his money, and his overwhelming presence. But as I stood on the deck of his ridiculously extravagant yacht, watching the city lights shrink into the horizon, I couldn’t help but feel trapped—caught between my defiance and the undeniable pull he had over me.

The ocean breeze tangled my hair, and the sound of the waves was a small comfort. I leaned against the railing, desperate for some kind of clarity, but all I found was the memory of his lips, his touch, and the maddening fact that, for a moment, I’d kissed him back.

Damn him.

Behind me, the staff moved with practiced precision, setting out trays of food that looked like they belonged in an art museum rather than on a dining table. Every movement screamed wealth—Luca’s wealth. The gold-rimmed plates, the champagne that probably cost more
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