MIND GAMES | Lucius Malfoy
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Vivienne Rosier has always known her family was shrouded in mystery, but she never imagined just how deep it went. Born into a prestigious Pureblood dynasty with French roots, she grew up among Slytherin's elite without ever suspecting that her own parents were keeping the truth from her. As Hogwarts trembles in the wake of Cedric Diggory's death, Vivienne finds herself caught in a web of secrets, dangerous alliances, and an alchemical quest that could change the fate of the wizarding world.
And then there's him: Lucius Malfoy.
Cold, untouchable, and everything she despises. But as the truth begins to unravel, their lives intertwine in ways neither of them expected. Between clashes, revelations, and impossible choices, Vivienne must decide whether she can trust him... or if her heart is leading her straight into danger.
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"Do you make a habit of this?" he asked, his voice now a low murmur meant only for the scant inches between us.
"Of what?" My own voice sounded embarrassingly breathless.
"Of testing boundaries." His gloved fingers flexed slightly around the cane. "Of seeing how far you can push before there are... consequences."
Before I could form a retort, he did close the distance. It was one fluid, predatory step that brought him directly into my space. My back pressed fully against the doorframe. His free hand came up to settle beside my head, his forearm braced against the frame, caging me in.
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