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    yton kissed my ear, whispering soothingly, “Just rx…” He tightened his grip on my waist, finally beginning to move with a steady rhythm.


    “Mmm, ah…” I couldn’t hold back anymore, my moans mingling with the rhythmic sound of our bodies moving together as I clung to the rough tree bark, lost in the pleasure of the moment.


    Makenna’s POV:


    Every time I was with yton, it felt as if my heart and body were in perfect harmony, basking in a warmth that lingered long after we parted. The joy we shared seemed effortless, a clear sign of our unexpectedpatibility.


    After our time together, yton tenderly dressed me, ensuring every detail was right, before walking me back to my residence. As we prepared to part, he gently pulled me into an embrace, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. His gaze was steady, filled with an earnestness that took my breath away.


    “Makenna, take your time to consider what I’ve said. I’m willing to wait for you, as long as it takes.”


    My heart raced, caught between the sincerity in his eyes and the uncertainty in my own mind. yton’s words echoed with a depth of feeling that was hard to ignore. He chuckled softly, ruffling my hair in that familiar, affectionate way before he finally turned to leave.


    Even after he disappeared from view, I found myself standing there, lost in thought, my mind circling back to his proposal.


    Kristina’s downfall had left the pce in a state of flux. Besides, as yton had suggested, pregnancy was extremely dangerous for a woman like me, and leaving the pce was the best choice. Even though I had difficulty conceiving, there was still a chance I might fall pregnant since I frequently had sex with the princes. I knew the oue if that happened—it was a path that only led to death.


    But if I left this ce, if I chose to be with yton, could there be a future for me that wasn’t clouded by despair? The thought stirred something in me, a glimmer of hope where there had only been darkness.


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    Just as I was beginning to entertain this possibility, a voice dripping with sarcasm cut through my thoughts.


    “So, all that resistance to going to the pce was just an act, wasn’t it? Seems like you were just ying hard to get.”


    The voice, so familiar and so loathsome, made my stomach churn. I turned to face the source of my irritation, unsurprised to see Frank standing there.


    Taking a step back, I fixed him with a cold look. “What do you want, Frank?”


    My disdain must have struck a nerve because his face paled, though he quickly masked it with a sneer. “I had to see for myself how good you’ve be at seducing men.”


    I let out a harshugh. “And why should that concern you?”


    His eyes zed with anger at my words, his voice rising with fury. “How could it not? You’re my woman!”


    His woman? I couldn’t help butugh bitterly at the absurdity. How dare he im that after everything he had done—after marrying Jessica?


    “What right do you have to say that to me?” I shot back, my voice edged with the sharpness of old wounds. “Don’t forget, the moment you betrayed me, we were done.”


    I could still vividly recall the day I walked in on him and Jessica entwined in bed. It had shattered me. At that time, I had been nning our wedding, lost in the illusion of a future with him.


    I took a deep breath, forcing down the disgust and anger that still simmered within me. “What do you want, Frank? If you’re here to stir up trouble, leave. I have no interest in anything you have to say.”


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