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Chapter 61

JULIAThe drive to the hotel was a blur. I couldn't have told which turns we took, what lights we passed, or even what song was playing on the radio. All I was aware of was the heavy, charged silence between Marcus and me, a silence that vibrated with anticipation and a nervous flutter in my stomach.The hotel lobby was all marble and hushed voices, but it felt like a dream. Marcus's hand on the small of my back was the only thing keeping me grounded, a warm, steady pressure that sent shivers down my spine. The elevator crawled upward, each floor a step closer to… I didn't even know what.The room was huge, impersonal in its luxury, with a massive bed taking up most of the space. Before I could even process it, Marcus shut the door, the click echoing in the sudden stillness. He turned to face me, and his eyes were dark, unreadable."Julia," he said, his voice rough, like he hadn't used it in days.I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. "Marcus," I managed, the word barely a whisper.He

Chapter 62

JULIA I didn’t realize I’d been holding my breath until the car finally slowed to a full stop in front of the DeCavalcante mansion. My heart was still thudding from everything that happened earlier, the kiss, the way he’d pulled me onto his lap, the feeling of his hands gripping my waist like I was something delicate and dangerous at the same time.It felt unreal.Too unreal.The engine went quiet.Marcus didn’t say anything at first. He just sat there, breathing steadily, like nothing happened… like he didn’t just make my entire body shake minutes ago.Before I could even reach for the handle, he stepped out of the car. My eyes widened as he circled around, each step slow and controlled. Of course he’d do this. Of course he’d act like a gentleman right after turning into something else entirely.He opened the door for me, one hand on the top of the frame so I wouldn’t hit my head.“Come on,” he murmured.His voice was too deep. Too calm. Too unfair.I swallowed and stepped out, hugg

Chapter 63

TERRAI should have known something was wrong the moment I stepped into my room.The maids were unusually quiet while drawing my bath, moving like frightened mice instead of trained staff. Even the air felt thick, heavy, humming with something unspoken.Good. That meant news.And where there was news in this mansion, it always led back to one person.“Send her in,” I said.A moment later, the spy maid entered. Erica. Small, trembling, desperate. Pathetic… but useful.She curtsied shakily. “My lady, I have the report you requested.”I sank into the steaming bath, letting the warm water cling to my skin. “Then speak.”Erica swallowed hard. “Sir Marcus… dropped Lady Julia at the DeCavalcante estate again.”I rolled my eyes. “I already know he picks her up from school. That’s hardly useful.”“But…” Erica wrung her hands nervously. “She did not arrive home at five, my lady. She arrived at eight.”My fingers paused against the water.Eight?Julia, the perfect punctual little charity case, s

Chapter 64

TERRAI stormed through the Lucchesi mansion corridors, my silk slippers barely touching the marble floors. My father’s office was the first place I needed to be. I had to act concerned, distressed, but still polished. If I didn’t get to him fast, the rumors. Julia, Marcus, and whatever game they were playing would take root before I could even speak.“Terra, what brings you here?” His voice was calm, measured, yet I could hear the slight edge of curiosity in it.“Daddy, I’m so worried!” I practically collapsed into the room, leaning against the polished desk, pretending to tremble with outrage. “It’s Julia… and Marcus!”He raised an eyebrow, folding his hands neatly in front of him. “Go on.”I swallowed, keeping my voice high-pitched, delicate, like I was about to cry. “You won’t believe it! She… she was dropped off from school… by Marcus!”He blinked, but didn’t interrupt. Perfect. I could control the story. “And, Daddy, it’s not just that. It’s not even just her being with him in t

Chapter 65

JULIAThe morning air felt heavier than usual as I stepped outside, my bag swinging loosely by my side. I had barely started down the driveway when I heard the commotion inside the mansion. Voices, sharp and urgent, reached my ears, carrying a tension that made my stomach twist.I froze, instinctively clutching the straps of my bag. The sound of hurried footsteps followed, and before I could react, Phoebe came running toward me. Her apron was half untied, her hair slightly disheveled, and there was that unmistakable worry etched across her face.“Miss Julia!” she called out, breathless. “I just heard something… something about a rumor!”I frowned, confusion mixing with a creeping sense of dread. “What rumor?” I asked, my voice quieter than I intended.Phoebe’s eyes darted around, as if the walls themselves might be listening. “It’s… it’s about you and Marcus Lucchesi,” she said carefully, as though saying the name aloud might summon him. “People are saying… you seduced him.”The words

Chapter 66

MARCUSThe sharp scent of rubbing alcohol stung my nostrils as I poured it over my hands, scrubbing with deliberate care. The kitchen tiles gleamed beneath the fluorescent light, and yet nothing could wash away the tension thrumming through my chest.The world outside was quiet, too quiet, but my instincts screamed at me that silence never lasted long. It never had, not with Julia and the chaos surrounding her. Not when my family, both by blood and by arrangement was involved.A low whisper came from the shadows of the hall. I didn’t need to turn. My hands paused mid-scrub, the scent of alcohol sharp in my nose.“She’s awake, sir.”The voice was tense, careful. A male servant from the DeCavalcante mansion, one of Terra’s own, had been sent to watch, to report. I didn’t need to see his face to know he was afraid. Everyone was afraid. That fear was useful.“What did you learn?” I asked, my voice calm, deceptively calm.The servant swallowed audibly, leaning closer. “Miss Julia… she retu

Chapter 67

JULIAMy hands shook as he leaned closer, his presence overwhelming. My chest heaved, not with anticipation, but with the sharp sting of panic. I couldn’t do this. Not again. My father’s warning echoed in my mind like a hammer against stone: Any contact with Marcus will be treated as defiance… I don’t play around.“Stop… please,” I whispered, my voice trembling. My fingers dug into his shoulders, trying to push him away, but it was futile. He was too strong, too close, too determined.He chuckled low, darkly, as if my struggle amused him. “Little Julia,” he murmured, “you think you can resist me?”I shook my head, tears pricking my eyes, angry and ashamed all at once. “I shouldn’t have… I should’ve stopped this… I shouldn’t even be here!” My words tumbled out in frantic bursts, like arrows meant to wound him, to make him pause, to make him understand the danger he was putting us in.He pressed forward without hesitation, his lips brushing mine, testing, teasing, refusing to relent. My

Chapter 68

NEROThe whispers had been floating around the mansion all day, curling through corridors and settling in every corner like smoke. At first, I tried to ignore them, tried to tell myself that people talked too much, that rumors were always blown out of proportion. But today… today was different.Every servant I passed, every glance that lingered just a second too long, every hushed conversation behind closed doors. It all pointed to the same thing. Julia. Marcus. And that damned jacket.I clenched my fists so tight my knuckles turned white. My chest felt like it had been caged in iron. I wanted to roar, to smash something, to make the entire mansion tremble under my anger. I had been patient, calm, collecting every scrap of evidence, holding my temper. But today, that patience snapped.I grabbed my coat and stormed out, intent on getting some air, some space to think—or maybe just space to punch something until my own hands were bleeding.The cold hit me as I stepped outside, but it di

Chapter 69

NEROI followed her into the mansion, each step heavier than the last, my chest tight with jealousy, anger, and something I refused to name. She walked just ahead, head slightly bowed, her movements delicate as if she were carrying the weight of the world herself. And yet, the way Marcus had held her, guiding her with that possessive precision, made my blood boil.“Julia!” I finally snapped, my voice sharp enough to make her flinch. She turned, eyes wide, clutching the hem of the jacket she wore like a lifeline.“Nero… what’s wrong?” Her voice trembled, worry and fear threading through it.“Wrong?” I practically growled, stepping closer until the space between us felt electric. “Do you even realize what I just saw?”Her pupils flickered with confusion. She hadn’t expected this. “I—I know I shouldn’t… I know it’s wrong, but I… I can’t help myself,” she said quietly, voice cracking. “If you’re worried about Father’s image, about his reputation, I’ll keep a low profile. I’ll stay out of

Chapter 70

MARCUSThe office was dim, the blinds pulled halfway down so the last rays of sunlight barely kissed the polished mahogany floors. The silence was almost oppressive, broken only by the faint hum of the air conditioner. I leaned against my desk for a moment, hands gripping the edges, feeling the tension coil in my chest. My thoughts were simple, singular, and terrifying in their clarity: she belonged to me.And yet… Nero.The sight of him outside the mansion, the sharp jealousy in his eyes when he caught even a glimpse of her with me. Iit hadn’t escaped me. I knew from the beginning how much she had meant to him, how much she still lingered in his mind. And for a fleeting second, I allowed that truth to pierce me, to remind me that this wasn’t simple. But then I remembered: she was in my arms now. And as long as she was here, I could decide her fate, her feelings, her heart.The office door closed with a soft click behind her. I didn’t ask her to come in—she always obeyed without hesit

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