Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother novel Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Lucien’s POV

I ran like a madman through the fucking streets.

My heart hammered against my ribs like it wanted to break free.

The city lights blurred into streaks of red and white.

I didn’t stop until I reached Damian’s apartment building.

I was gasping for air, sweat dripping down my neck.

My hand froze mid–knock, hovering over the fucking door.

“Damian, step back!” Norah’s voice cut through the wood, sharp and clear.

She was awake. Alive.

Relief hit me like a punch to the gut, followed by a fresh wave of anger.

I dropped my hand and pressed my ear against the door like a desperate stalker.

I didn’t give a shit if anyone saw me.

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“Norah, I was just getting you a blanket,” Damian’s voice was soft, pleading. Pathetic. “You were shivering. I didn’t want you to be cold.”

“I don’t need it. Go back to your room.”

“But-” He sounded lost, like a kicked dog. Weak.

“Go back. Now.”

Silence.

He sighed after a painful pause. “Fine. I was just trying to help.”

“I know,” her voice softened, but only a little. “But it’s two in the morning. You need to rest.”

“You too. Goodnight, Norah.”

Footsteps retreated. A door clicked shut.

I slumped against the wall, sliding down to the dirty fucking floor.

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The concrete was cold against my legs.

She’d stood her ground. She hadn’t let him in.

The tightness in my chest cased, but something heavier took its place–helplessness. Pure fucking agony.

Because no matter how she felt about him, she was still in his apartment, paying off that damn debt.

And I was stuck outside, useless. Useless and raging.

The night dragged on.

I didn’t sleep. I sat on that filthy floor, listening to every sound from inside.

Nothing. Just silence.

I watched the sky turn from black to gray through the hallway window.

My body ached. My mind raced.

I was acting like a obsessed fucking stalker. But I couldn’t leave her.

When the sun finally rose, I dragged myself back to my car.

My legs were numb. My eyes burned.

I slid into the driver’s seat and kept watching the door.

Like a ghost. A lovesick, pathetic ghost.

At eight sharp, the apartment door opened.

Norah stepped out. Still wearing yesterday’s clothes. Rumpled and tired.

Her hair was a mess. Dark shadows hung under her eyes like bruises.

She looked exhausted. Beautiful. Mine.

She stopped dead, as if she’d sensed me.

Her gaze lifted and locked directly onto mine through the car window.

She didn’t look surprised. Just tired. Resigned.

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She froze for a second, then turned and walked to the curb to hail a cab.

I pulled up beside her, rolling down the window. “Norah, let me drive you.”

“No.”

“Norah-”

She turned, her calmness sharp as broken glass. “What are you doing here, Lucien?”

“I… I needed to know you were safe.”

“So

you spent the whole night outside his door?”

“Yes,” I said, my voice rough. “I couldn’t leave you alone with him.”

A bitter smile touched her lips. “Isn’t that ironic? You don’t trust me at Damian’s–but do even know why I’m here?”

“Because he saved you.”

“Exactly.” Her voice was heavy, exhausted. “He saved me. And you… where were you?”

“I didn’t know about the accident! If I had-”

“But you didn’t,” she cut me off, clean and final. “Because you were with Katarina.”

“That’s not why–I was trying to find answers!”

you

“I know.” Her tone shifted, turning strangely gentle. It threw me. “I know you and Katarina were looking into your mother’s case. I believe you, Lucien.”

I stared, stunned. “You… believe me?”

She nodded. “I’ve had all night to think. You lied, but I know you had your reasons. And I know how Katarina operates.”

“Then why-”

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