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Chapter Fourteen; The Night at Silicon Valley

Author: Joyce writer
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~MIA’S POV~

My eyes flew open the moment I realized what was happening.

What did Robert mean by “Aren’t we married?”

Hell no! There’s absolutely no way I’m spending my first night with him in a motel like this—when we aren’t even...

I couldn’t stop myself. As he moved to pull down his trousers, I tossed what I was holding aside and rushed forward, gripping the waistband tightly.

“Please don’t… not like this. I’m not ready, please…” I begged, my hands trembling as I held onto his trousers.

“At least… let our night be romantic. Let it happen after the trip—when we’re back on the mainland… or maybe when we get to Los Angeles… or…”

I was still babbling when his lips crashed against mine, cutting me off in an instant. I froze. My grip on his trousers tightened as my eyes fluttered shut. I couldn’t process what I was feeling—my heart was thundering, my breath caught between disbelief and confusion.

When he finally pulled back, I stood there speechless, stunned. The kiss was brief, but God,
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