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103. Burden Emotions

Author: Anotida Mandemwa
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-07 23:45:18

The drive back to Aris’ was uneventful. Adrea gave the keys to the valet guy and, as she did so, some people noticed and recognised her. They called out her name and, in the spirit of being polite, she smiled and waved at them, then noticed the group contained drunk men with lechery in their glassy eyes. She began to walk towards the elevators at a brisk pace. She had said that she did not need Hunter and his boys to go home to her parents, but she wished she had thought of getting back here. She was living above a casino, for crying out loud.

She was about to get to the elevators when she spotted someone in her path who put a relieved smile on her face. He was looking over her shoulder at the group with fire in his eyes. Aris.

She stopped in front of him.

“Is it too much to hope for that you were waiting for me?” she asked.

He looked down at her with a smile, “Would you believe it if I said I was just making my inspection rounds?”

Adrea nodded sagely and said, “I would believe you.”

Anotida Mandemwa

Thank you for reading this. It took longer than expected to type this up. I hope to see you in the next chapter. Cheers!

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