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.

for twenty years. How can it end? You hate Olivia? Fine, I’ll avoid

want her dead?”

that, Natasha, maybe

old Lucas never asked about misunderstandings. He

hand. “You came to check on me because

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things, I worried you’d be sad.

She asked, “The

even with a detour to the cemetery, you wouldn’t be

spent the last two birthdays with Olivia. She’d never let you skip today. Especially after our fight at the cemetery. You went

pretense. “Lucas,” her gaze pinned him despite her height. “Your promises are empty.

tone turned serious. “I’ll never coexist peacefully with Olivia. With her around, you have to choose. But let me be clear:

of their relationship had been

he grabbed her wrist. “I’m sorry, please. At least let me share this cake with you?” He still wanted to make

box. It tumbled, spilling its sugary ruin across the floor–a mirror

the tension from inside. “Natasha. Come blow

after hat, Lucas had naturally dismissed him as just

up her mind back then, she was not just trying

by her side, answering her calls, and

thought.

his fists. It was a simple enough sentence, yet somehow he

his hand in the gap. The heavy door slammed onto

Natasha tried to

her cheating. They’d

‘To

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