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79. Sins in the Steam

作者: theshimmery_star
last update 公開日: 2025-09-04 00:03:40
Ryan stumbled into the expansive glass-walled shower, a grunt of surprise torn from his lips as the spray instantly drenched his hair, his jeans, his skin. He blinked water from his eyes, his hands coming up to steady himself against the slick tiles, completely unprepared for the wild, naked woman who had just ambushed him.

Elena’s lips crashed onto his, hungry and desperate. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pressing her body against his slick chest. He groaned into her mouth, his hand gripping
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    The morning of the wedding day dawned clear and bright, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. Elena stood before the full-length mirror, her heart beating a frantic, joyful rhythm against her ribs. Her fingers trembled slightly as she adjusted the thin veil over her hair.Today was the day. Her heart pounded in her chest, a drum of nerves and anticipation that made her stomach flutter with every beat.A soft knock sounded at the door.“Come in,” she called, her voice slightly tremulous.The door opened, and her father, Enric, stepped in. He was handsome in his classic black tuxedo, but his eyes were bright with unshed tears the moment he saw her.&

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    The silence in the car as they drove away from her father’s house was different from the furious tension of the afternoon. Elena leaned her head against the cool window, watching the familiar streets of her old neighborhood blur past. Her hand rested loosely in Ryan’s, their fingers entwined as if neither wanted to let go.Ryan glanced at her from the corner of his eye. “You’re quiet, butterfly. What’s running in that pretty head of yours?”She turned to look at him, her lips twitching into a small smile. “Just everything. Tonight, my dad, Avonlea, us. It feels like my life is changing so quickly.”“It is,” he admitted simply, his voice steady, “but not for the worse. Change isn’t always bad.&rdquo

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    A month had passed. Time had moved forward, but grief had not been erased. It lingered like a stubborn shadow that refused to let go, hanging over Ryan and Anna’s home with a heavy silence that never seemed to fully lift.Ryan had settled into a routine, spending his days at the Johnson estate with his mother. He managed business from there, balancing conference calls, paperwork, and the constant pressure of keeping the empire steady, while simultaneously keeping watch over Anna.Anna herself was trying, but her health had not been steady since his father’s passing. Some days were better than others. On the better days, she would sit in the garden, pretending to read a book while the sunlight touched her tired face. On the harder ones, she would stay in bed, fragile and silent, leaving Ryan restless and on edge.

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    “How’s Mom?” The question was automatic, Ryan’s first and only thought, even in the depths of his own grief.Elena swallowed, walking closer, her eyes fixed on him. “She’s resting. I just checked on her. She finally took the sedative the doctor left.A low, weary sigh escaped him. “Good.”He finally turned from the window. His eyes were bloodshot, shadows etched deep beneath them. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days. The events of the day had carved new lines of pain around his eyes and mouth. His gaze was distant, fixed on some internal horizon of loss.“I don’t know how to do this for her. “I can handle the business, the lawyers, the

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    Two weeks slipped by in a blur of numb days and restless nights.For Elena, life had become a monotonous cycle of attending classes in a daze, avoiding Avonlea’s persistent, wounded glances, and returning to the cold, silent expanse of Ryan’s penthouse. Her dorm application was still processing. Elena felt like she was living in a bubble where everything was muffled.Her days were punctuated by calls from Ryan, each one shorter and more strained than the last. The updates on his father were a slow, agonizing descent. His voice, once a source of such potent strength, had become a hollow echo of defeat. She’d pour all her energy into those calls, trying to be his lifeline, her own problems feeling trivial in the face of his impending loss.She was

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    Avonlea froze at the doorway for a moment, her chest tightening at the sight of Elena sitting there with swollen eyes and trembling lips. She dropped her bag to the floor and rushed forward.“Elena,” she whispered, her voice breaking as she knelt beside the bed.That single word was enough. The frag

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    The door clicked shut behind her, a soft, final sound that echoed like a gunshot in the cavernous office. Ryan didn’t look up immediately, his knuckles white where they gripped the edge of his polished mahogany desk, suit jacket off, sleeves rolled to his elbows, flipping through a file as if the wo

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    The café was buzzing with the familiar chatter of students, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm pastries wrapping around them like a familiar embrace. Cups clinked against saucers, the espresso machine hissed, and laughter carried across tables. Elena stirred her iced latte absently, sittin

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