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THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE CHAPTER 87: Aftertaste
NYX'S POVStaring at the ceiling, a whirlwind of unexplainable emotions churned within me.I was still grappling with the abrupt turn of events, unable to comprehend how everything had unfolded so swiftly. I had expected anger to consume me, to resist his advances and make him beg more for forgiveness.But the truth was, deep down, I longed to see him. In the solitude of my room, on those lonely nights, a part of me yearned for his presence. I craved his touch, his tender kisses that would erase the sting of his hurtful words spoken in his study.It frustrated me, this conflicting turmoil of emotions. I prided myself on being strong, on having control over my feelings. Yet, here I was, caught in a whirlpool of emotions that defied my usual composed nature.Lost in my thoughts, I was startled when I felt Atlas's grip tighten around my waist. He nestled closer to me, seeking comfort in my embrace, his head finding its place on my breast. I guess the pillows had gone to rest.As I looke
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