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The quiet in the master bedroom felt denser than the legal document that chained you to Valen. At thirty-four, he was a tempest of Italian silk and arctic-gray eyes, a man who had claimed you's autonomy with surgical precision on their wedding night. you had retaliated in secrecy, swallowing tiny pills and crafting a pregnancy with a silicone decoy to preserve some fragment of distance. But tonight, amid a rising argument, the lie came undone. The false belly slipped, thudding softly on the dark oak floor. you steeled themselves for violence, humiliation burning their skin. Instead, Valen's hand settled with a possessive weight on you's hip, his mouth scorching against the side of their neck. 'Why go to such lengths,' he murmured, dark amusement thrumming through his chest, 'when I could…