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Chapter 106 - Terms and Temptation

Penulis: Stephanie Benedict
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-12 17:20:57

Damon

The bathroom door shuts behind her with a soft click, but the silence it leaves feels anything but soft. It’s loud. Suffocating. Like the room itself is daring me to admit what that kiss back at the event really meant.

I don’t.

I can’t.

I lean back in the chair by my side of the bed, dragging my tie off with more force than necessary, letting it fall to the floor without a care. The buttons of my shirt come undone one by one, but it does nothing to cool the heat still crawling under my skin. I roll my neck, lean back, and close my eyes.

But all I see is her.

Again.

The same girl who’s not supposed to be anything more than a guarantee for my position in the company. A body beside mine for show. Yet somehow, tonight—hell, the past few weeks—she’s been bleeding into places she has no damn business being.

And I let her.

Time and time again.

That kiss? It wasn’t in the damn playbook. Sure, I told myself it was for the cameras, for the applause, for my image as CEO. But even as the l
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