Chapter 33 Am I Not Pretty

Tears brimmed in Yelena’s eyes.

Anyone would be elated if they were in her shoes. After all, she had just discovered that the artist she had been admiring for a long time was her brother.

Yelena was touched to discover that Emrys had organized an auction just to make her the center of attention and exact revenge on her behalf.

If she hadn’t exposed his lie, he wouldn’t have admitted that he was Emerentius.

He was her silent protector, providing her with comfort and warmth when she least expected it.

Yelena had finally discovered a safe haven where she could be her true self–a place where she no longer had to put on a facade. She was truly and utterly safe here.

“Rys…”

Overcome with emotion, Yelena flung her arms around Emrys. Unfortunately, the force of her embrace caused them both to stumble and tumble to the ground.

Emrys said firmly. “Lena, I know you’re touched, but don’t take the chance to take advantage of

me.”

As Empyrean Lord, he was a man of principles.

Seeing his reaction, Yelena had the urge to tease him. A charming smile played on her lips as she asked, “Am I not pretty?”

from her face, tucking it

was clear Yelena was

No! She’s my sister.

to push her away when an icy

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had a coughing fit. “Uh, Delia, this is

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said, “Lena, you’ll be sleeping in

out sheepishly. She dared not disobey

seven ladies, Cordelia was the

an underground

had congregated inside the casino, their bare torsos gleaming in the dim

currently

their leader, Hendrik Landry, who was a figure of fear and intimidation to many. A cigar could be seen hanging from the corner of his mouth as he surveyed the other man

was trembling

we agreed that I have a week to repay the debt, no? It isn’t time

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