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Chapter 15

Author: Violet Heart
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-07 14:00:56

This man made no sense, and my reaction to him was even more illogical. I couldn’t think when he was this close.

"I miss you," he said.

I shook my head internally.

He must want something.

It made no sense for a man like him to be enamored by someone at first sight. I couldn’t believe it—this had to be some kind of trap. The only problem was that I didn’t know what or why. If he wanted something from me, wasn’t it petty to use the attraction between us?

I felt him unzip my hoodie. I pushed him away.

"Before we start talking, can you remove the hoodie?" It sounded like a question but felt more like a demand.

"You—" I scoffed. "That is not yours." He said.

"Just so you know, I paid four thousand dollars for this," I said, raising the collar of the hoodie. I turned away. The more I engaged, the more I would lose myself. I needed to move.

"Don't worry, love. I can replace the watch."

"How do you—?"

"I was wearing glasses. How do you know wher
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