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Chapter 16- The Devil's distraction

Penulis: Thattrekonsi
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-MALRIK KAINE-

Morning bled into the halls of Kaine Manor like a cruel joke.

Business never slept, and neither did I.

Asher was already waiting outside my office, files in hand, a crisp suit pressed as if he lived inside one. He opened his mouth to report, but my eyes betrayed me. They flickered—unwillingly—toward the east wing. Toward her.

Asaraiah.

The little bride I should’ve ignored. The girl who should’ve been nothing more than a transaction, a debt repaid.

Instead, she’d been invading my nights with her silence, her tentative smiles, her stubborn courage.

Instead, her voice followed me long after she’d gone.

I hated it.

“Sir?” Asher cleared his throat, drawing my attention back. “We need your signature on the shipment contracts before noon. The Italians will not wait.”

I signed without looking. My pen tore through the paper harder than necessary.

She was still in my head.

Last night replayed in flashes—the way she stood in my office, trembling yet bold, tray in her hands. The ri
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