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Chapter 30 (Part 02)

作者: Sheenzafar
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The silence stretched, loaded with tension and possibility. I was acutely aware of everything — the way the lamplight played across his features, the way my pulse was beating so loudly in my ears it almost drowned out rational thought.

My pulse was so loud in my ears it almost drowned out everything else.

Then his voice dropped, quieter but no less certain. "You stay late when I'm gone."

It wasn't a question, but I answered anyway. "Sometimes. It's easier to focus without… distractions."

The word hung between us, loaded with meaning. We both knew I wasn't talking about phone calls or meetings or any of the usual office interruptions.

Something flickered in his expression — there and gone too quickly for me to name. Satisfaction, maybe. Or vindication. "And am I a distraction, Emery?"

The way he said my name — no title, no formal edge — made something twist low in my stomach.

It was such a small thing, the absence of "Miss Quinn," but it felt monumental. Like a wall coming down, like s
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    I have never seen this look in his eyes before.Killian's gaze had always been sharp, yes — cold, calculating, a scalpel's edge cutting clean through any pretense. I'd grown accustomed to the way he could dissect a room with a single glance, the way his eyes could strip away layers of politeness and small talk until only the raw truth remained. But now there was something else woven into it, a glint of something he didn't usually let slip.He was angry. That much I could read instantly, the way you recognize thunder before you hear it.But the anger wasn't pure. It was tangled up with something heavier, something raw that made my pulse quicken — not from fear, but from recognition. This wasn't the controlled fury of a man who'd been crossed in business. This was personal. And that made it even more dangerous.For a fleeting second, I could see the truth of it — the unguarded emotion behind the glassy surface. It was the kind of look you caught onl

  • Beneath His Ice   Chapter 32 (Part 02)

    One corner of his mouth tilted — not in amusement. It was the kind of expression that made my chest tighten, the kind that suggested I'd said something particularly naive. Like watching a child insist that monsters don't exist while standing in a room full of them. His next breath came out as a scoff, short and sharp. "Yeah. But make sure to discuss personal life."The sarcasm slid under my skin before I could block it.There it was. The jab.A quiet reminder that I'd been digging into things he didn't want discussed. Family things. Private things. The questions I'd asked about relationships, about history, about the careful way he and Zayn moved around each other like dancers who knew all the steps but had forgotten how to enjoy the music.Every casual inquiry I'd made suddenly felt calculated in retrospect. Every seemingly innocent question about his background, his family, his past. I'd thought I was just making conversation, building rapport, getting to know the people I worked wi

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    The words were quiet but certain, and for a moment, the tension in my shoulders loosened slightly, the knot of anxiety in my chest easing just enough for me to draw a full breath. He knew I'd just been trying to help. He knew his reaction had been… more than it needed to be. There was genuine remorse in his voice, real regret in the way he was looking at me now, like he was seeing the hurt he'd caused reflected in my eyes.But I didn't point it out, didn't voice the obvious observation that his response had been disproportionate to my gesture, that pulling away from someone trying to help was the kind of thing that required explanation.I let it go. Not because it was okay, not because I wasn't hurt or confused or suddenly uncertain about what was happening between us, but because I could still see that storm in his eyes, could feel the electricity crackling in the air around him, and the last thing I wanted was to feed it. The last thing either of us needed was for whatever was clawi

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    Killian's voice was low when he answered the call, that controlled, deliberate tone he used when speaking to people he didn't trust to see what was going on behind his eyes—the voice of a man who had learned to weaponize his composure, to turn distance into armor. I couldn't hear the other voice, just the faint, tinny echo of it through the phone, distorted and electronic, but whatever was being said… it made his jaw tighten in a way I didn't like. The muscle beneath his skin jumped once, twice, like he was grinding his teeth, and I watched his free hand curl into a loose fist at his side.The air in the room seemed to shift, growing heavier, more oppressive. The casual intimacy of moments before—when he'd been close enough for me to feel the heat radiating from his body, when his voice had wrapped around my name like silk—evaporated like morning mist, replaced by something sharp and volatile.I decided this was my best chance to leave.My bag was still half-open on the sofa where I'd

  • Beneath His Ice   Chapter 30 (Part 02)

    The silence stretched, loaded with tension and possibility. I was acutely aware of everything — the way the lamplight played across his features, the way my pulse was beating so loudly in my ears it almost drowned out rational thought.My pulse was so loud in my ears it almost drowned out everything else.Then his voice dropped, quieter but no less certain. "You stay late when I'm gone."It wasn't a question, but I answered anyway. "Sometimes. It's easier to focus without… distractions."The word hung between us, loaded with meaning. We both knew I wasn't talking about phone calls or meetings or any of the usual office interruptions.Something flickered in his expression — there and gone too quickly for me to name. Satisfaction, maybe. Or vindication. "And am I a distraction, Emery?"The way he said my name — no title, no formal edge — made something twist low in my stomach.It was such a small thing, the absence of "Miss Quinn," but it felt monumental. Like a wall coming down, like s

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