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CHAPTER 41

 Beatrice’s POVThe AftermathThe instant we emerged from the rest area, the cold wind of the grand hall brushed against my skin, but my tight chest would not ease. My heart was racing, adrenaline pumping through my veins. The music, the conversation, the sound of clinking glasses — it all felt far away and muffled, like I was under water. What had just happened was so heavy it pushed against my ribs, and I could hardly breathe. I had been cornered. Hunted like prey. And I would have fought — I was ready
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CHAPTER 42

Xander’s POV The silence had been shattered only by the soft, steady sound of Beatrice’s breathing. The early morning light spilled through the curtains, throwing long shadows behind everything in the room, giving it all an almost muted glow. The air had a faint scent of her — soft, warm, unmistakably hers. It was an unknown comfort, one I had never let myself experience before.I wasn’t used to being next to someone when I woke up. Night after night for years, my sleep had been fitful, the dreams tormenting me as they gnawed at my sanity.  The darkness had been my ever-present companion, reminding me of my failures, my losses, the blood on my hands. Not when the gho
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CHAPTER 43

Beatrice’s POV After Xander left, the hotel suite felt strangely still.It was strange not to have his presence. I sat up in bed, extending my limbs, my muscles still sore from the insanity of last night. I played it back in my head: the masked intruder at the party, the howling fear, the total impotence until Xander arrived.He had burst in like a force of nature, his posture imposing, his voice cutting with unmistakable authority. And then, without missing a beat, he had ordered the man’s termination.A shiver ran down my spine. It wasn&
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CHAPTER 44

 Beatrice’s POV. Xander had stayed. He sat beside the bed, in the chair, silent, watchful, a presence commanding even in stillness. His muscular build was silhouetted in the light — relaxed but poised. He hadn’t said much after he’d brought me here, just made sure I ate before letting me sleep. And he said little to nothing, but his presence was deafening.  A thick blanket of fatigue settled on me, but the gears of my brain didn’t stop spinning. A vivid reminder of the past twenty-four hours replayed in an unending cycle, flashes of terror, the crushing force of fear, the oppressive strength of my assailant. Just thinking about it made my heartbeat quicken, a phantom grip around my throat.
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CHAPTER 45

V Beatrice's POV. By that time, the ticking clock in the corner filled the void in between us. I was in front of the mirror, fiddling with the neckline of my dress and attempting to pay no attention to the tension in the atmosphere. The memory of last night — the kiss, the heat, the tension — had yet to leave me and was clinging to me like a second skin. I can sense him heavy across the room. Xander’s specter loomed large in my thoughts, a reminder that nothing about this matter was simple. I attempted to concentrate on the task at hand, adjusting my gown, yet my mind remained wandering back to him. The way his lips had seared against mine, the way his hands had gripped me like I was something valuable, someth
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