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Tainted
Lucan immediately looked away, his eyes closing briefly as harrowing images of his sister in that dress, and then Adeline, in something that looked hauntingly similar, filled his head. "I would rather not talk about the dress. And I would rather not try to appear as some saviour who saved you from ignorance and prevented your alliance with a family of bastards. I did everything for my own interests. I saw you, and I wanted you. I wanted revenge for my sister and to see the blood that I could not under my father's rule. That was it for me." Adeline let out a small sigh, her eyes blinking rapidly. Even though he was watching her, his face as expressionless as ever, his eyes blank, she could see through it. She could see through his words. Through his resistance. Through his facade. Is th
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