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Chapter 3

Word Count: 805    |    Released on: 12/06/2025

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ced with a flourish

e gasp, the

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ed to buy

on books I coveted, a vi

hem as surprises, her pleasure

h Julian was the antithes

under the attenti

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ally altered, hu

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around wildly,

trembling finger. "You did this

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shing through the shocked a

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, her voice cutting thr

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r eyes f

obsidian, burning

gerous threat. "If you had anything to do with this, Et

me, my min

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sed, and a little sca

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pale, her e

r voice shaking with rage. "He took a handful o

. "What? No! I didn't do a

lunged at me, her hands balled into fists, but her secur

ng in her eyes, tears of fury. "He said he

I pleaded. "Amelia, y

her breath comin

will apologize. You will

ed, becoming da

learn what happens when you

to her secu

there will... ensure he understands the severity

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nce threatened me with stories of corporat

t the raw, unadultera

an. This was about somethin

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was uni

body, but the pain of Amelia' s absolute convict

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thing I didn't do,

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