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.

years. How can it end? You hate Olivia?

if I want her

doesn’t deserve that, Natasha,

if seeing through him. “The old Lucas never asked about

the cake box in his hand. “You

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possible opening. Lucas nodded eagerly. “About today’s things, I worried you’d

She asked, “The Clarks visit the cemetery at set

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

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

to smooth things over, but she shattered his pretense. “Lucas,” her gaze pinned him despite her height. “Your

never coexist peacefully with Olivia. With her around, you have to choose. But

breaking of their relationship had been sealed from the moment he turned

wrist. “I’m sorry, please. At least let me share this cake with you?” He still wanted to make amends, unable to accept her words that it was all

knocking the cake box. It tumbled, spilling its

cut through the tension from inside.

voice that answered her phone that day. Since he hadn’t shown up after hat, Lucas had naturally dismissed him as just someone Natasha had rounded up to make

if she’d already made up her mind back then, she was not just

her calls, and

thought.

yet somehow he picked up on the

shut the door, Lucas jammed his hand in the gap. The heavy door slammed onto his palm. He didn’t flinch, eyes burning. “Who is he? Why is he

Natasha tried

door open, storming in like he’d caught her cheating. They’d grown up together–he knew she’d never met this voice’s owner

‘To

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