Choose or Burn
Chapter 23 – Choose or Burn The estate was silent after the standoff. Guards were cleaning blood from the marble floors. Nico hadn’t said a word to Alesia in hours. Damien hadn’t left her side. They were both waiting—for her. Alesia stood in the garden at dusk, barefoot in the wet grass, the cold creeping up her legs. She needed to breathe. To think. But her lungs were filled with the scent of war, of sweat and s*x and blood. Of both men. Nico found her first. His steps were silent, but she knew it was him before he even spoke. “You love him,” he said flatly. She didn’t answer. “He’s your brother,” he added. “But don’t insult me by pretending that’s the only thing you feel when you look at him.” She turned to face him. “You made me forget who I was. He reminds me.” Nico stepped
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