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CHAPTER 62: His

Autor: Lady Sheldon
last update Última actualización: 2025-12-31 20:04:13

The foyer was a bit dark, and the only light came from the soft glow of the sconces Mrs. Harlan always left on.

The holiday decorations were now up, strings of warm white lights twinkled along the staircase banister, wrapping the railing in a gentle glow.

It wasn’t over-the-top opulence; it was tasteful, cozy.

The kind of Christmas decorating that made a big house feel like a home.

I paused at the bottom of the stairs, taking it in. The scent of pine lingered in the air, mixed with whatever cinnamon candle Mrs. Harlan had burning somewhere. For a moment, the ache in my chest eased.

It felt… safe.

I wandered toward the kitchen, stomach rumbling faintly. That’s when I saw it on the dining table, a neat, black box tied with a thin silver ribbon and a small envelope tucked under the bow.

Oh… the package.

I approached it slowly, fingers brushing the ribbon. The box was heavier than I expected, the paper thick and luxurious.

I turned the box around but there wasn’t any store l
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    My eyes slid away, focusing on the countertop, on the faint reflection of the overhead light in the marble. My throat tightened.“I need time,” I whispered.His thumb stilled on my skin.Then it tightened. The pressure increased until it was bordered on pain, fingers digging into my jaw just enough to force my face back toward his. I whimpered, the sound small and involuntary, a mix of surprise and discomfort that made my eyes water.He looked at me for a long moment, then the corner of his mouth lifted.“I thought as much,” he said quietly.He leaned in and pressed a soft and tender kiss to my forehead, but lingering a second too long before releasing me completely, hand dropping away and without another word, he turned and left the kitchen.I stood there, frozen, fingers coming up to touch my jaw where his grip had been. It didn’t hurt anymore, just a faint throb, but the memory of it stayed. My heart was pounding, a confusing rush of emotions swirling in my chest… guilt, relief,

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    “Eat something,” he told me with a quiet insistence.I took the berry between my teeth, the sweet-tart burst grounding me a little. He watched me chew, then offered a corner of toast. I ate obediently, bite by bite, while he sipped his own tea and fed me like it was the most natural thing in the world. Eggs, more fruit, another piece of toast. When the plate was mostly empty, he set it aside and brushed a crumb from my lip with his thumb.“I have to head to the office soon,” he said. “Year-end meetings. I wanted to see you awake before I left.”I nodded, throat tight. “Okay.”He stood, stretching slightly, then moved to the dresser. When he was finished, he looked every inch the powerful man the world knew.“Alright then,” he exhaled and came back to the bed, leaned down, and kissed me.He tasted like tea and him, and I leaned into it, hands coming up to grip his lapels, holding him there a second longer than he probably intended.When he pulled back, his forehead rested against mine

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