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Chapter Twelve: The Distance Between Us

작가: Bukunmi Gold
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The city lights blurred behind the tinted windows as we rode home in silence. I sat stiffly beside Andrew, fingers twitching in my lap. I could still feel the weight of every gaze from that ballroom—every judgment, every fake smile, every word that tried too hard to sound like praise.

“You did well tonight,” Andrew finally said as we pulled into the garage. His tone was flat, unreadable.

“I survived,” I muttered, stepping out as the driver opened my door.

The moment we entered the penthouse, I kicked off my heels with a groan. My toes throbbed like I’d just walked on coals. I glanced at Andrew, who’d already unbuttoned his jacket and was heading for the bar like nothing happened.

He poured himself a drink. Whiskey. Neat.

“Want one?” he asked, glancing over his shoulder.

I laughed bitterly. “Does it come with a side of ‘thanks for selling your soul tonight’?”

He didn’t flinch. “You knew the deal.”

“Yeah,” I said, pulling a hairpin out. “But that didn’t mean I knew I’d have t
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  • CONTRACT BRIDE FOR THE DEVIL   Chapter Thirty Three

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