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Chapter 13: Ghosts in Silk

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-02 15:01:10

Maxwell’s POV

The bedroom door slammed behind me. Another eighteen-hour day fighting to keep the company from drowning. The Veyron Group had stolen another project this morning—their third this month.

My shoulders ached, my head pounded, and all I wanted was to collapse into bed and forget the world existed.

Someone sat on my bed.

My heart stopped beating.

White silk nightgown. The one I’d bought Regina for our first anniversary, the fabric so fine it was almost transparent.

Dark hair fell over bare shoulders, hiding the face from view. The silk clung to every curve, outlining the shape of breasts, the dip of a waist, the line of hips that I’d traced in the darkness of this very room, leading to long and slender legs.

For one impossible moment, time collapsed. Five years disappeared.

She was here, waiting for me like she used to, wearing that nightgown that made her look like some kind of goddess. The scent of her perfume seemed to fill the air, the dark rose and patchouli that used t
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