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Chapter Fifty-Seven - The Silence You Keep

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(Apollo & Adelaide)

“But pleasure will eat you alive.” Apollo whispered.

He watched the way the words hit—like a slap, like a spark, like a prophecy. They lodged in the bond, echoing back at both of them as if the magic itself were memorising the threat.

“You can’t make me enjoy this,” she whispered, though the tremor in her voice betrayed her own doubt.

He bared his teeth in something that wasn’t quite a smile.

“Little Flame,” he murmured, “I already did.”

Her breath stuttered.

Apollo lifted h
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