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CHAPTER 22

Author: Anonymous Lee
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-10 22:27:08

CHAPTER 22

LUCA

My pen scratched against the final page of a multi-million-dollar merger—second one today—and my neck ached from the hours hunched over my desk. The office had grown quiet. Even Liana had left at seven sharp.

I rubbed the back of my neck, leaned back in my chair, and exhaled.

Where the hell was Adrien?

I tapped the intercom. “Adrien.”

No answer.

I frowned, standing up. “Adrien,” I said again, this time louder as I opened my door.

And there he was.

Asleep on the leather couch outside my office, one arm curled beneath his head, long lashes resting on flushed cheeks, his lips slightly parted in a way that made my breath hitch.

God.

I stood there a moment too long. Just staring like a fucking creep.

His shirt had come slightly untucked, revealing a slim strip of skin at his waist. His lips—full, soft, obscene. The kind of lips a man wanted wrapped around something filthy. I didn’t even realize I was imagining it until I shifted and felt the tight pressure in my pants.

“Fuc
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