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118. I am taken

Auteur: Ruth Z. Vachon
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ALEXANDER

I did not leave the restaurant until she did.

I stayed where I had positioned myself from the beginning— where marble met shadow, where men like me learned to exist without being seen.

The private corridor curved just enough to conceal me from casual observation, with the low amber lighting casting long shapes across the floor.

I leaned against the wall, my hands resting gently at my sides, in an unhurried pace.

Calm was not something I forced. It was something I carried.

I wasn’t in a hurry. I am indeed here to take her back to where she belongs. To me, in my arms. And I'll do it, slowly, patiently. I once made a mess, I can't repeat it again…

From here, I watched everything.

The door to the private hall opened again, and Elowen stepped out with her family.

Her mother spoke softly to her, one hand brushing her arm in a gesture meant to soothe. I wondered what she was saying to her daughter… By my tempest's expression, she's not really hearing her words and seems lost.

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  • I Married A Billionaire, Who Wanted Revenge!!!   121. you're still mine to hold.

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