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XX

Another party is happening. This time in Seattle.Which is expected if you live in the old money. Underneath, it's not as glamorous as it looks. There are so many sharp swords and needles that you'll get sick if you make the wrong move. Well, there was champagne, and if I could choose, I could finish two bottles of whiskey tonight. But I didn't do that because half of Mikhaelovich was here. They would break my bones if I did. I stood gracefully behind my parents and Pascha while wearing a mask: 'we are a happy, harmonious family'.I was pretty confident that I was already beautiful in my pale blue plain knee-length midi dress. Still, the dress was a little tight in my butt, so I was a little uncomfortable walking around. I opted for natural makeup and slightly bright lipstick. My hair, which had been styled by my mother's makeup artist, was down to my waist. And a smile was always on my lips when I was introduced or reacquainted with everyone here. My teeth would dry out later from
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XXI

I went out with Rafaella, who answered some of my questions about her advanced fashion business. I admired her so much for what she had done. Trying to keep building her own success rather than sitting back and feasting on her parents' wealth.She was free.And very charming.If I could choose, I'd like to be born again as her.I faded my smile when Rafaella excused herself from joining her family. I saw her approach her twin, Amanda, sitting at the minibar, taking several sips of beer. Her twin was already very drunk, and as Rafaella said, there was no one to bother her but the woman I didn't know beside her. Amanda Dimitriou didn't even care about the world around her. She kept sipping as many beers as she wanted as her parents stared at her from afar.Tired from observing, I found my way back to my family. But I was already being pulled by my Papa through the look in his eyes, ordering me to come to him. I clenched my fists as I approached him while putting on a determined smile.T
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XXII

There comes a point in life when you know that what you want to do is wrong, and you have to decide whether to avoid the temptation or do it anyway.I do it.Nicholas's words should have left fear in my stomach. However, they had the opposite effect, soaking into my skin and sending breathless shivers to my toes. He was rude, arrogant, and slightly psychopathic. The logical part of me didn't like him. But the physical part—God, how it wanted to give him whatever he wanted. Which was a serious problem.Only made more serious by the fact that her statement sounded suspiciously like jealousy. The idea left a sensation even as he slammed the door in my face. It left a dangerous and insidious desire to know for sure.What I was doing was manipulative and a little childish, but I didn't have time. I wanted this new man's interest, and I wanted him fast. Although, I may have challenged Nicholas' possible jealousy more than anything else.I had to know if this wasn't an embarrassing one-sided
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XXIV

I searched my chest for everything that was missing, but it was too much. Things that had been stolen: my childhood, love, passion for life, and everything about happiness and hope. Hope... since when did holding onto hope become something dangerous for me?"Wakey, wakey." Someone woke me up. It was Gallena, with her brilliant voice that could annoy anyone.I looked at her with my irritated eyes.She looked at me innocently. "What? I just woke you up. It's already eight in the morning.""Well, you need to know that I'm not working today."It's Sunday. I've told everyone I will be lazing around, to which Mama replies that it's a good idea. Apparently, being lazy was the only thing she approved of rather than us choosing to be passionate or free. I honestly wanted the latter. Being in Demonio had always been a good idea. But my parents were still here, visiting a pointless party. I, on the other hand, couldn't do anything."Yeah, everyone already knows that." She threw her body onto my
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XXV

His kiss was hard, like he always did, until it could break down whatever walls were inside of me. Piece by piece.His hands moved to my waist, and I realized I had no defense against him. Nobody makes me feel this way.With Nicholas, I was no longer trapped outside of time. My body was shivering with cold. Instead, I blazed a hell of longing and lust, fantasy and forbidden pleasures.I've never looked for myself. What I wished for and my hopes collapsed before my parents moved me. I realized that I couldn't do it, and I stopped wishing.And that scared me the most: I was so used to feeling empty that I didn't know how to fight. Fighting a man who somehow fits inside me like the second half of my soul.Even if he is the worst thing for me.Even if he threatens the stability, I find in other people.Nicholas didn't wait for my answer before moving his mouth along my jawline, his scent seducing me, his heat enthralling me, his spells entwined so tightly I was powerless against him.I ca
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XXVI

I'm starting to think this attraction is my punishment for him. This was karma. While he was touching me, I was expecting someone else, and that someone came in the form of my sister's fiancé.The rest of Sunday passed with nothing but humidity, cold air conditioning, and thoughts on my mind. Before him, I was a virgin, having never even kissed a man. The whole world of lust and sex was always there, but I didn't realize it until I stepped into a low-income apartment holding the hand of a man I barely knew.He knew White Princess. He didn't care, and that was all that mattered to me.When I walked out the door, with a broken chain lock and a cheap ring on my finger, as a different woman, with a red stain that I could never get rid of and a deeper, darker desire in my blood.You can't go back once you set foot into that hazy, mundane corner of the world. The clever part is that you don't even want to. I attributed this to my problems and accepted the small fact that I was losing my mi
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XXVII

"Don't play with him, Gretta." Baron's low warning voice sent chills down my spine.I took another shot of vodka before resting my head on the bartender's table. "Believe that's what I want." I closed my eyes, wincing when it came out of my mouth at a speed I didn't want.It wasn't like I didn't want to tell Baron about everything. I wanted to do that because he was the only one in my family who always understood me. I wanted nothing more than a friend to share stories with. He was already a safe person. But it was more challenging than I always thought. Shame and self-reproach would come. I was afraid of him judging me. That was the last thing I wanted. So I kept quiet, but with him clearly seeing Nicholas and me yesterday... my secret was no longer mine.Baron constantly warned me that I should avoid him with my utmost effort. It must not create any loopholes. Made me come to the conclusion that the danger I had thought about my sister's fiancé was underestimated. He was more danger
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XXVIII : you're a crisis of my faith : 21+

His kiss was different from the previous one. It is slow and gentle. His two hands cupped my face, rough hands with the shadow of blood caressing my skin so gently like I would be fragile."You want me." He whispers into my mouth."I don't," I lied. My chin lifted, and Nicholas narrowed his eyes, trying to understand whether I was telling the truth as my voice let out or lying through my sly little mouth.His gaze is directed upwards, and he grins at me before pulling my bottom lip down as he leans in. I stood, not moving as he closed the distance."Aren't you going to stop me?" He pondered softly, "or do you also want to go back to remembering what it was like?" His eyes flash with satisfaction, and when I make no move to stop him, he lowers his mouth to mine in a burning kiss. His tongue brushed, and I moaned and kissed him back. I want this. I want it.My face gets crushed between the huge hands, and I grip his jacket as he plunders my mouth and lies to submission. I couldn't refus
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XXIX : the train runs off its track

I hope what happened to me was just an annoying wet dream in the middle of the night. But that hope collapsed when I felt two strong hands hugging my stomach from behind. It's heavy and real.And while the disaster was him sleeping in my bed this morning, another disaster was that he was my sister's fiancé: this was the ultimate disaster. Something stupid I shouldn't have done. Even though I had heard Baron's advice, agreed that he was a danger and I had to stay away from him. But loook, the drops of vodka that flooded into my stomach had a worse plan.Shit, what should I do?I lay stiff on my own bed while my sister's fiancé slept so peacefully. His soft snoring breath hit the skin of my neck, our naked bodies still touching each other, and I could feel something between his thighs touching my buttocks cheek. My heart beats in an anxious, frantic rhythm, but there are so many mixed feelings that I just can't seem to put them down.A knock on my door interrupts my morning reverie, I
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XXX : she's dance on the dark

"You look like you just woke up after fucked up sex."I coughed up the mineral water that was still in my throat at Elena's comment.Though I've tried to cover up my messy appearance. Putting on a 'I'm in a good mood-just a fever' guise, but Elena somehow always had strong instincts. Plus, how could she come to that conclusion so directly? Did she see me and Nicholas last night?Gallena across from me snorted, “Stop teasing her, Elena. She is sick!" my twin can be supportive sometimes. Gal went back to eating her lunch without wanting to add to the argument."Well, no one believes it anyway." Elena said with an amused laugh. "The fragile Gretta is the White Princess who is always protected."I refrained from rolling my eyes, and restrained myself from denying it. Telling them that this White Princess is dirtier than them. Screwed my sister's fiancé, and has no regrets about it. But I chose to return to my food.I ignore whatever ramblings Elena has, whereas Gal often replies nonchalan
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