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    Her body, once so defiant, seemed pliable now, like y beneath my hands. I shifted her easily, moving her into different positions, taking her in ways I knew would make her surrenderpletely. My relentless rhythm left her breathless, with no room for resistance.


    When I finally released, spilling hot seed deep inside her, it was meant to prove something—to her, to me—but as the pleasure faded, I realized it had proved nothing at all.


    After countless rounds of passion, Makenna copsed in my arms, her exhaustion evident. She drifted into sleep, utterly spent.


    I stared down at her, this fragile, tired woman lying in my embrace, and I found I could no longer bear to torment her. I traced her serene face with gentle fingers, my mind a whirlwind of emotions too tangled to unravel.


    Makenna’s POV:


    The next morning, I woke up feeling utterly drained, my body heavy with exhaustion. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I realized I was alone—Dominic was already gone.


    The faint scent he had left behind still lingered in the bedroom, mingling with the traces of the night before. My gaze fell on the kiss marks that dotted my skin, vivid reminders thatst night was far from a nightmare—it was a brutal reality.


    I sat up, staring at the hickeys. A wave of shame and anger swept over me. Damn Dominic! Why did his need always feel like a storm, crashing in without warning, leaving chaos in its wake?


    Taking a deep breath, I forced the rising frustration back down and hurriedly changed into a high-necked dress to hide the evidence of his relentless desire.


    With the marks covered, I tried topose myself and headed downstairs, acting as though everything was normal.


    In the kitchen, Lily was busy with breakfast preparations. When she saw me, her face lit up with a warm smile. “Good morning, Makenna. Come have some breakfast.”


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    I managed a weak smile in return and sat down, picking at my food without much interest. After a few bites, I stood, ready to leave.


    Noticing my haste, Lily stopped clearing the table, her voiceced with concern. “Makenna, where are you off to so early?”


    “I need to see Prince yton,” I said quickly. “There are things I need to clear up with him.”


    Wait, I just recalled yton’s token. As I stepped outside, I realized I hadn’t brought the token with me. I dashed back into the bedroom and frantically searched for it everywhere, including under the pillow, in the wardrobe, and on the desk. But it was nowhere to be found. It was as if the token had vanished into thin air.


    I frowned, my heart racing. How could it just disappear? I had never let it out of my sight. Feeling more anxious by the second, I ran downstairs again and found Lily still washing dishes.


    “Lily,” I called, trying to keep the urgency out of my voice. “Have you seen the token Prince yton gave me?”


    Lily turned around, a confused look crossing her face. “No, I haven’t,” she replied innocently, shaking her head.


    Frustration gnawed at me as I tore through the bedroom, upending everything in a desperate search. The token was nowhere to be found. I had been so sure I left it under…


    The pillow. Overwhelmed by anxiety and feeling utterly helpless, I decided I needed to speak with yton first. It was time to clear up the tangled web of misunderstandings between us. Nervous yet determined, I made my way to yton’s residence. This time, the guards did not stop me. Perhaps they were aware of our recent reconciliation.


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