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Chapter 23- His Forbidden Claim
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Aurora changed into a golden yellow maxi dress that reached her ankle. Her hair was tied loosely into a bun, with a few soft curls framing her delicate face. The color of the dress highlighted the warmth of her fair skin, making her look fresh and breathtaking. When Grayson walked into the living room and saw her standing there, his steps slowed. His gray eyes sharpened, and for a brief moment, his carefully guarded expression slipped. His gaze lingered, dark and intense, as if trying to commit every detail of her to memory. Aurora’s eyes lowered shyly under his stare. A faint flush colored her cheeks, but she didn’t say anything. Grayson crossed the room without saying anything, and picked up the box of her painting tools. His movements were fluid, controlled. Aurora blinked in surprise when he effortlessly carried it toward the door. “I can carry it,” she offered. Grayson’s sharp gaze cut toward her. “It’s fine.” He opened the passenger door for her, his hand resting lightly a
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The bristles of Aurora’s brush moved slowly across the canvas, gliding over soft strokes of blue and white. Her fingers trembled slightly as the sea bled into the sky. The waves crashed gently against the shore, the wind rustling through palm trees above her like a whispered lullaby.She sat cross-legged on the sand, barefoot, sunlight warming her skin. Just a few feet away, Grayson reclined on a black cloth spread across the beach, legs stretched out, a glass of champagne resting loosely in his hand. But his eyes weren’t on the ocean or the painting.They were on her.Not just watching—but studying. The way her brows drew together when she concentrated. The way her wrist flicked delicately when she blended a shadow into the surf. The way her chest rose and fell with each breath, slow and steady, like she’d forgotten he was there.But she hadn’t.Aurora could feel him. Every time his gaze swept over her, it left something behind. Heat. Awareness. Her hand faltered. The brush hesitated
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Days blurred in Sunnydale. The air was warmer now, slower somehow, like the town itself had softened. Morning sunlight stretched lazily across the coastal streets, and for the first time in a while, Aurora felt her chest loosen when she breathed.She hadn’t expected life with Grayson to feel anything close to normal— yet somehow, it had.Everything had shifted after that night on the beach. There was a possessiveness in him now that went deeper than his words. He didn’t need to say it; she could feel it in the way his hand lingered on her back just a moment longer, the way his eyes followed her when he thought she wasn’t looking. As if she belonged to him—body, mind, and soul.They shared the same bed now. She didn’t remember when it started, only that it had become a rhythm. The feel of his arm draped over her waist. The heat of his body curled behind hers. The low sound of his breathing lulling her to sleep.Grayson had been in Sunnydale for nearly a week. He said it was for work— s
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Grayson had no intention of returning to Harford-- not yet. Aurora wasn’t fully healed, and the thought of leaving her alone in such a vulnerable state left an unfamiliar weight pressing in his chest. It was unsettling.Early that morning, he had spoken to Steven. His instructions were precise. Steven was to pass along all the documents that required his attention and signature, nothing more. No one has to know where he was. The message was clear--- Grayson Moore was temporarily unreachable.By the time the afternoon sun stretched lazily across the estate, Grayson found himself walking toward Aurora’s room once more. His steps were measured and silent against the polished floorboards, but his gaze sharpened the moment he pushed open the door.Aurora was sitting up in bed, propped against the headboard with a book in her hands. The soft shadow of sunlight radiating through her, the subtle pink in her cheeks made her seem even more fragile and lovely.She didn’t notice him at first, t
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Sunnydale – Aurora's Room.Grayson stood at the doorway with a calm expression on his face, but the rigid set of his shoulders betrayed the storm brewing inside him. His coat was still damp from the cold night air, yet he barely noticed it as he strode forward, his full focus fixed on the frail figure lying on the bed.Aurora was motionless, her face unnaturally pale against the pillows. Even in her fevered state, her brows were faintly furrowed, as though lost in some unbearable discomfort. A thin sheen of sweat clung to her skin, while her breathing was shallow and weak. The sight of the IV drip attached to her arm only worsened the unfamiliar tightness in Grayson’s chest.Dr. Langston adjusted the drip stand before turning toward him, his expression calm but tinged with quiet disapproval. Beside him, Edith exchanged a glance with Grayson before bowing slightly and excusing herself. The door shut softly behind her, leaving only the two men and the unconscious woman between them.
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Aurora shifted slightly, her body aching in ways she had never known before. A dull throb pulsed through her limbs, each movement a reminder of the night before. But the unbearable soreness between her legs made her wince. It felt as if she had been shattered, torn apart by the man who had taken everything from her.Grayson. His name echoed in her mind, bringing back flashes of heat, pain, and something she didn't dare to think. Her fingers brushed against the sheets, their warmth long faded. She turned her head and finally noticed it.The space beside her was empty.Her heart gave a slow, heavy thud.He was gone.Aurora stared at the vacant spot where he had been, where his body had pressed against hers. He had burned through her like fire, fierce and consuming. Now he was gone simply, leaving nothing behind but silence. The sheets were cold. No lingering warmth. No sign that he had ever been there.Her chest tightened and a dull ache settling deep inside her.So that was it.Afte
Captured By The Powerful Mr. Moore: His Forbidden Claim Chapter 23- His Forbidden Claim
The moonlight slipped through the windows, soft and quiet across the wide bedroom. The air was still. The only sound was Aurora’s slow breathing as she turned under the thin blanket, caught in an uneasy sleep.Everything stayed silent. Until the door slammed open.Aurora gasped, sitting up fast. Her heart jumped to her throat. She blinked against the darkness and saw a figure in the doorway. Broad shoulders. A heavy, burning stare.Grayson.But not the Grayson she remembered. Not the man who stayed calm and cold no matter what.This man looked broken.He stood there like he had fought a thousand battles just to reach her. His chest heaved, fists clenching and unclenching like he was trying to hold something back.Aurora clutched the blanket tighter around herself. Her voice cracked when she spoke.“Grayson? What are you doing?”He didn’t answer. He just looked at her. Looked at her like she was the only thing left that mattered.Seconds dragged. The air grew too thick to breathe.Then
