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Belonging to You 054
Christian’s POVThe last conference call ended at six-thirty.My shoulders ached. My jaw felt tight.Too many calls. Too many moving parts. Too many people expecting everything to run like clockwork.The Castillo way.I dragged a hand down my face and leaned back in my chair for a second.Silence never lasted long in this house.Even now, I could hear the distant clatter of dishes, footsteps crossing marble floors, someone calling out instructions down the hall.The estate had been chaos all week.Not the careless kind. The controlled, orchestrated kind that came with too many people trying to make one thing perfect.Abuelo’s oak jubilee.It had been planned like a state event. Meetings layered over meetings. Schedules revised, then revised again. Deliveries at all hours. Florists, caterers, decorators, security.At some point, I had stopped keeping track.And somehow, in the middle of it all, I’d still been dragged into back-to-back conference calls.I exhaled and pushed to my feet.
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Abigail’s POVI stood across the street from the café for a full minute before realizing I’d been staring at the same couple through the window the entire time.They were laughing about something, heads tipped together over a slice of cake, completely unaware that my life was currently paused like a buffering video.I dragged a hand down my face.This was ridiculous.It was just coffee.Just a conversation.Just the woman who left me when I was fifteen.No big deal.I glanced down at my shoes and immediately regretted it.There was something on the toe of my sneaker that I was ninety percent sure was puke. I tried to wipe it against the curb, which only smeared it in a way that somehow made it worse.Fantastic.I reached up to scratch my head and my fingers brushed against something sticky in my hair.I pulled my hand back slowly.Dried blood.I stared at my fingers.“Great,” I muttered under my breath.Typical.You ride the bus once in this city and suddenly you’re an unwilling spect
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Abigail’s POV The week that followed was chaos.Not the messy, disorganized kind.The Castillo kind.Which meant everything was precise, extravagant, and somehow twice as overwhelming.Alberto Castillo’s Oak Jubilee birthday celebration was apparently not something to be taken lightly. The preparations alone felt like planning a royal coronation.Every department of the Castillo Group was involved.Design teams.Event planners.Security.Media.Even the household had been pulled into special arrangements.And somehow I had been right in the middle of it all.Back-to-back meetings. Errands. Deliveries. Endless coordination.Which meant very little time with the Castillos themselves.One dark-haired Castillo in particular.Christian.The thought of him alone made my stomach do something stupid.We had barely seen each other since the diner.Since the dance.Since that moment that had felt far too real for something that was never supposed to be real at all.He’d been swamped with work.
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Christian’s POV Abigail opened her mouth, but I beat her to it.“She crashed into my life,” I said slowly. “And I’ve been trying to catch up ever since.”Her breath hitched.I felt it where she sat tucked against my side.I turned slightly to look at her. The diner lights reflected in her eyes, and for a second she looked completely caught off guard.Good.I slid an arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer.“Nah man, you’ve got to give me more than that,” the man from the next table said, leaning forward with a grin.I glanced around.Apparently the entire diner had decided our anniversary story was now public entertainment.Every head in the immediate area was turned toward us.Waiting.Expecting.Our fake love story.I opened my mouth to continue, but Abigail’s hand landed on my thigh under the table. She squeezed hard, nails digging in just enough to shut me up instantly.I looked down at her hand. Then back at her face.She smiled sweetly at the crowd.“Come on, babe,” she
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Abigail’s POV Rain tapped softly against the windows.Steady. Gentle.The lights in the bedroom were dim, casting everything in a warm amber glow. The world outside felt distant, like it belonged to someone else entirely.Here, in this quiet little bubble, everything felt… perfect.Safe. Untouchable.I lay sprawled across Christian’s chest, my cheek resting against the steady rise and fall of his breathing.His fingers played lazily with the ends of my hair, twisting loose strands, letting them slip through his knuckles. His other hand traced slow, absent circles on my bare back—big, warm palm gliding over skin still flushed and sensitive from earlier.The movement was absentminded.Gentle.So very un-Christian-like.And yet he’d been doing it for the last ten minutes.I wasn’t about to complain.I closed my eyes and let myself sink into it.Outside, the rain continued its soft rhythm. Inside, the only sound was our breathing and the occasional rustle of sheets when one of us shifted
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Narrator’s POVCarmen rolled her shoulders as she stepped out of the private gym, tugging the elastic from her hair and letting the dark strands fall down her back. The night breeze was cool against her skin.Her muscles felt pleasantly loose after yoga.She glanced toward the parking area just in time to see a sleek black car pulling away from the curb.Her brother’s car.Carmen blinked.“He left already?” she muttered under her breath.The engine roared faintly as the vehicle disappeared through the gate.She sighed and shifted her gym bag higher on her shoulder.Great.She really didn’t feel like dealing with public transport today. The thought alone made her nose wrinkle.“Carmen?”Her shoulders stiffened immediately.Slowly, she turned.And there he was.Miles Sullivan.The one person she had never wanted to run into.He was leaning casually against his car like he had nowhere else to be. His boxing gloves hung loose from one hand, sweat-darkened hair pushed back from his forehea
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