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Chapter 3: His to Protect (Story 4)
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2026-06-01 10:58:35
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The morning sun broke through the scattered clouds, spilling warm, golden light across the master bedroom of the mansion. The storm that had torn through the city the night before had vanished, leaving the air crisp, clean, and alive with the scent of rain washed earth and blooming jasmine from the gardens below. Everything felt renewed, as if the world itself had exhaled after holding its breath too long. I stirred slowly, pulled from sleep by the feather light press of soft, warm lips against my bare shoulder. A low, contented hum escaped my throat as I turned over, my body still heavy with the remnants of deep, dreamless rest. Ethan was propped up on one elbow, watching me with those piercing gray eyes soft now, but bright with an intensity that made my breath catch in my throat. His dark hair was tousled from sleep, his jaw shadowed with stubble, and that beautiful, genuine smile curved his lips. It was the same smile that had greeted me in our tiny, cramped apartment five year
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The smell of rotting wood and saltwater was suffocating. I sat tied to a rusted metal chair in the center of the abandoned warehouse on Pier 4, the freezing wind howling through the shattered windowpanes above. Rain dripped from the ceiling, puddling around my bare feet. My wrists were raw and bleeding from twisting against the thick zip-ties binding me to the chair. Chloe sat a few feet away on a wooden crate, scrolling through her phone with complete indifference. Dylan stood by the heavy rolling metal doors, peering out into the dark, stormy night, his hand resting anxiously on the butt of the gun tucked into his waistband. "It’s almost midnight, Amelia," Chloe said without looking up, her voice dripping with boredom. "My father’s men are getting impatient outside. Just sign the papers and save us all the mess." "Go to hell, Chloe," I spat, my voice hoarse. I blinked past the sweat and rain dripping into my eyes. "Ethan will find out. He’s not the empty shell you think he is.
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