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Victoria Lane, the unflinching CEO of Luminex International, is no stranger to power. With a reputation forged in ambition and an empire built on ruthless precision, she thrives in a world of control—until the arrival of Ethan Ward, her seemingly ordinary new intern. Beneath his polite demeanor and sharp intellect, however, Ethan hides a dark purpose: he is here to shatter the seal binding the secrets of Victoria's soul.

As Victoria navigates her corporate kingdom, she becomes increasingly drawn to Ethan’s enigmatic charm and unwavering confidence, even as her instincts scream caution. Unknown to her, Ethan’s every move is calculated, part of a larger, otherworldly plan to unlock a hidden power within her—a power tied to a family curse Victoria has spent her life suppressing.

But Victoria is not a pawn in anyone’s game. With her sharp intuition and commanding presence, she begins her own investigation into Ethan's past, uncovering fragments of his true identity. Their dynamic shifts from a tense battle of wits to a dangerous dance of attraction and betrayal, as layers of mystery, power, and forbidden desire unfold.

In a world where ambition blurs the line between loyalty and manipulation, who will outmaneuver whom? The Queen and Her Pawn is a tale of dominance, intrigue, and romance, where the stakes are nothing less than control over fate itself—and perhaps, a shot at love.

The Queen and Her Pawn

The farmhouse walls trembled as if the very foundation of reality had cracked. The sigil beneath Ethan's body flickered violently between light and shadow, struggling to contain the force tearing through him.

Anna's hands clenched into fists as she watched his body change, his muscles twitching, his breath uneven. It was him—but it wasn't just Ethan anymore.

It was also Lioris.

The two souls warred inside him. One belonged to the past, bound to Anna. The other belonged to the darkness, tethered to Victoria.

The child—the Hollow King's vessel—stood silently by the fire, watching with an expression that was neither concern nor indifference, but expectation.

Anna pressed a hand to her chest. "Ethan—Lioris—whoever you are right now, listen to me."

His body trembled. One silver eye, one brown. His jaw tightened as if every part of him was in pain.

"You were never meant to be a pawn in this war," Anna said, voice steady despite the chaos raging in her chest. "You were meant to stand beside me."

The words hit something deep inside him. His breathing grew harsher, his fingers twitching.

Then, he let out a guttural snarl, his body arching off the floor, and when he opened his mouth, it was not one voice but two that echoed in the room.

"I—""—Don't belong to either of you."

He was resisting.

Resisting Victoria.

She had fought so hard to bring him back, to save him, to remind him of the past. But what if what he truly wanted was freedom from all of it?

"Ethan, listen to me—"

The entire house shook. The sigil beneath him burst apart, shattering into hundreds of glowing fragments.

Ethan gasped, his body lifting into the air for a single breathless moment before crashing back down.

And when his eyes flickered open—they were no longer divided.

Victoria sat on the crumbling remains of her obsidian throne, her fingers tapping against the armrest.

The moment of collapse.

Ethan's mind had shattered—the divide between Lioris and Hollow King's tether had collapsed into something new.

Her fingers curled against the stone. "Interesting."

It was merely the beginning.

Farmhouse: The Aftermath

The world went still.

Anna stood frozen as Ethan slowly pushed himself upright, his movements too smooth, too controlled—as if he had been rebuilt into something new.

The child at the fireplace watched with keen interest.

When he finally lifted his head to meet Anna's gaze, her breath caught.

The warmth she had known in him—the hesitation, the conflict—it was gone.

Something else had taken its place.

Something unknowable.

He tilted his head slightly, considering her.

Then, he smiled. But it wasn't Ethan's smile.

It was something entirely new.

And for the first time since this all began, Anna felt something cold settle in her bones.

Between Two Worlds