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CHAPTER TWELVE: PROMISES IN THE DARK
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2025-07-23 08:57:47The drive back to the hotel was silent.
Richard sat beside Lauren, his fingers loosely intertwined with hers. The rooftop dinner had ended with him kissing her knuckles tenderly, whispering something about new beginnings. But all she could feel was the burning trace of Louis on her skin, the echo of his voice in her ears. Louis drove like he hadn’t just tasted every inch of her minutes ago. His posture was perfect, his gaze fixed on the road, his expression blank. But Lauren noticed the faint tremor in his jaw. The way his knuckles whitened around the steering wheel when Richard’s hand lingered too long on her thigh. Back in their suite, Richard peeled off his blazer and moved to the minibar. “You want something to drink?” he asked. “I’m fine,” Lauren murmured, walking slowly to the window. The city lights blinked below like a million secrets. She crossed her arms, tension winding through her shoulders.<
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