Aveline froze for a moment. It was true-she no longer had the same reaction around him. But that didn't justify his behavior. She turned away from his breath, trying to calm herself down. "That's because I was ill before. I have recovered since then." Lucas gazed deeply at her. "So, are you willing to accept me now?"

"No." Aveline's answer was immediate.

Lucas' breath hitched, his eyes darkening further, like an impenetrable night. "Aveline, do you know? Many times, I don't want to care about what you think or how you feel. I just want to take you, keep you trapped by my side."

His low, magnetic voice broke the silence after a long pause.

"You..." A hint of anger flashed in Aveline's eyes, but it was mixed with a sense of helpless frustration. If he really did that, there seemed to be nothing she could do. Even resisting would be futile.

"But I'm afraid you'll hate me," Lucas said, his hand gently caressing her face. He leaned in and kissed her lips again, a quick movement that caught Aveline off guard.

Her eyelashes fluttered violently.

Then, Lucas released her.

his tall figure

felt like a deflated balloon, her limbs suddenly weak. She quickly opened her door and entered her apartment, collapsing on the sofa, utterly exhausted, with no confidence left for tomorrow's

of frustration, Aveline

her phone

it was a call from Zachary. Confused,

"Hello?" Aveline answered.

came through. "Aveline,

up abruptly. "When did this

lost consciousness. I

heart pounded

suddenly disappeared and reappeared, and now she was in a bad state. What on earth had happened? And Aveline was certain Hilda knew

people just showed

in her throat,

dragged on, stretching into minutes. Finally, after

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