Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

Chapter 35

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After getting Olivia to sleep, the image of Natasha abandoned in the rainy cemetery plagued Lucas.

Blocked by her, Lucas braved the storm to her apartment, hoping for a chance to see her. The foul weather meant no prying neighbors; he got inside unseen.

Anxiously, Lucas banged on the door. “Natasha, I know you’re home. I just need to make sure you’re okay. Please, open the door.”

He’d noticed the curtains were open–someone was inside. He’d even called Sadie before coming. Sadie had cursed him out but confirmed Natasha wasn’t with her. After the day’s dramas, he needed

to see her.

The downpour couldn’t muffle the annoying racket of the knocking. The door swung open. Natasha stood there, clad in pale green sleepwear, an oversized jacket draped over her shoulders.

Lucas’s eyes lit up. “Natasha,” he said. Seeing her, he realized how long it’d been. Instinctively, he reached out to hug her.

“Get lost,” Natasha said. The eyes that once lit up for him now held pure disdain. Her familiar face wore a coldness he didn’t recognize. “Keep this up, and I’ll call the cops.”

Utterly stunned, Lucas protested, “Natasha, I’m your boyfriend.”

Natasha met his gaze directly. “Lucas, are you deaf, or do you just never take me seriously? We broke up the second made

you

your choice.”

Her words were icy, unforgiving. “Your pestering is bothering me. We had years together, stop right here. I don’t want this to get ugly.”

If not for old times‘ sake, Natasha would’ve made a scene when she found him with Olivia. No matter how hurtful the end, she wouldn’t deny the past.

And she wouldn’t deny the warmth and support he once gave her–those feelings had been real. But it was over.

“We’ve known each other for twenty years. How can it end? You hate Olivia? Fine, I’ll

I want her

deserve that, Natasha,

him. “The old Lucas never asked about misunderstandings. He stood by me, no questions

the cake box in his hand. “You came to check on me

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nodded eagerly. “About today’s things, I worried you’d be sad. And

cake, glancing at his watch. She asked, “The Clarks visit the

the Wrights‘ place, even with a detour to the cemetery, you wouldn’t be this late.

with Olivia. She’d never let you

her gaze pinned him despite her height. “Your promises are empty. You were with Olivia moments before

you have to choose. But let me be

their relationship had been sealed from the

At least let me share this cake with you?” He still wanted to make amends, unable to accept

knocking the cake box. It tumbled, spilling its sugary ruin across the floor–a mirror of their

the tension from inside.

after hat, Lucas had naturally dismissed him as just someone Natasha had rounded

back then, she was not just

would be by her side, answering her calls, and

thought.

It was a simple enough sentence, yet somehow he picked up on the warning

heavy door slammed onto his palm. He

business” Natasha tried to force

open, storming in like he’d caught her cheating. They’d grown

‘To

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