Bella and Her Beast

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Chapter 22 My Throne, My Palace, My Prison.

The palace smells like roses again. I told them no red, but apparently, “a touch of traditional colour” was too tempting to ignore. Now crimson petals line the corridors, scattered across the marble like blood disguised as something beautiful. The servants rush past in anxious flurries, carrying bol...

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