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Chapter 39

Author: Josephine Mbanefo
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-29 03:27:46

Killian's Pov

I was in my office, typing and typing, but my mind wasn’t focused. My thoughts drifted back to Lilith and what we did. That kiss we shared. I ran a hand through my hair, frustrated. What did I even do? Why did I do it?

I didn’t have an answer. It just happened. And now, I was regretting it. But I couldn’t lie, her lips were so soft. I couldn’t stop thinking about them. What was happening to me?

It felt like Lilith had done something to me, like she cast a spell. I hated it. I needed to hate her even more now, so she wouldn’t try anything again. That’s what I told myself.

But she had been sad. She looked broken. And I kept her. Damn it.

Now I couldn’t even focus on my work. All I could think about was the sound of her moan. The softness of her lips. The way my body reacted to her.

I was still lost in my thoughts when my phone rang. I frowned and glanced at the screen. It was my father.

That man hadn’t even attended my wedding. Not like I cared. There was nothing special a
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