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𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐨 𝐁𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫... 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟-𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤, 𝐈𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐀𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥, 𝐀𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡. ────୨ৎ──── 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧... 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫?

𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐁𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 | 𝟏𝟖 +

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨… ────୨ৎ──── 𝘼𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙖 ♡ 𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰, 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺, 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵—𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦… 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘯. 𝘚𝘰 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴—𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. ────୨ৎ──── 𝘼𝙣𝙫𝙞𐙚 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨—𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘮𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘬 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵—𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦—𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐’𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵. ────୨ৎ──── 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣. 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮'𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠.

𝑩𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑩𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅

In the ruthless world of power, wealth, and secrets, Ahana Malhotra is caught between two dangerous men—her ambitious and cold-hearted husband, Kiyan Malhotra, and his fiercest rival, the enigmatic and unyielding Arhaan Kozllov. Ahana, the perfect socialite and Kiyan's trophy wife, has spent years masking her pain behind a flawless smile. But one fateful rainy night changes everything when her car crashes into Arhaan’s. The collision sets off a chain of events that forces her to confront not only the cracks in her marriage but also her own long-buried fears and desires. Arhaan, known for his iron will and icy demeanor, never expected to cross paths with Ahana like this. As their lives become entangled, he finds himself torn between his thirst for vengeance against Kiyan and an inexplicable need to protect the woman who symbolizes everything he despises—and yet, everything he cannot resist. And then there’s Kiyan—calculating, manipulative, and determined to maintain his empire at any cost. But as he starts to lose control over Ahana and realizes Arhaan’s growing influence over her, he’ll stop at nothing to keep her by his side—even if it means waging a war that could destroy them all. In this electrifying tale of love, betrayal, and redemption, three lives collide in a high-stakes game where hearts are weapons, trust is a luxury, and the ultimate price is more than any of them ever bargained for.

𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫

"Why haven' t you eaten dinner?" Leo's voice was cold, his hand tightening around my waist. "I.." My breath hitched as he thrust into me again, harder this time, stealing my words. "Ah, L-Leo" I moaned, my nails digging into his shoulders. Before I could catch my breath, something soft pressed against my lips. A sandwich? "Eat, Eva," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. "How....how can I eat like this?"' I gasped, my body trembling under his control. "You have to," he murmured darkly, his lips grazing my ear. "You'll need your strength to handle me." Without warning, he pushed deeper, his grip on my hips unrelenting. My body jerked in response, and my mouth opened instinctively. He took the opportunity to press the food against my lips again, his smirk evident in the way his eyes burned into mine.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 || 𝟏𝟖+

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬—𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐎𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐀𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐚—𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐌𝐚𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝’𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐰? 𝐈’𝐦 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐡. 𝐀𝐧 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨. 𝐀 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰. 𝐀 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞. 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞. 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧. 𝐃í𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. 𝐌𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞—𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞. 𝐇𝐞’𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐈’𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐨 𝐈 𝐫𝐚𝐧. 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧—𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥.

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𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐠, 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐒𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲, 𝐚 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞. "𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐩." 𝐈 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐣 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐡𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐚 𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞, "𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨?" 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚?" 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐎𝐨𝐩𝐬, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞." 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭. "𝐒𝐨, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨?" 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐦𝐲 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, "𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟." 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞. 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫, "𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐚. 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥, "𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡." 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐢𝐧. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, "𝐘𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲." ________ 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞?

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