**Third Person POV**
Feurene was furious. Her heels tapped loudly on the marble floor as she walked back and forth, her eyes filled with anger and frustration.
“My God, I can’t take this anymore!” she burst out the moment she and Demetri were finally alone. Her voice trembled, heavy with exasperation and heartbreak.
“I’ve done everything—everything to make Marcus love me. But it’s useless! Completely useless!”
Demetri, lounging back in his chair like the chaos didn’t concern him, arched a brow. His voice was chillingly calm.
“Then find a way to make him get you pregnant.”
Feurene’s head snapped toward him. Her expression twisted in horror.
“What? Are you insane?” she hissed.
“If I get pregnant now, everything I’ve worked for—my career, my image—it will all go down the drain!”
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