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Chapter 7 : In BTW my thighs
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2026-10-30 19:11:19
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Mr Golden boy, Hand Me Your Crown Chapter 7 : In BTW my thighs
When the doors opened to a pitch-black, sprawling penthouse suite on the top floor, he pulled her inside and locked the door behind them. Slowly, Althea’s eyes adjusted to the dark and she realized it wasn't just a regular room. Scented candles were arranged everywhere and rose petals trailed across the floor, leading to a large arrangement on the bed. Looking around, she felt her breath catch. He had clearly put so much effort into this. Maybe he really, truly was sorry.Julian pulled her back against him, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "Do you like the little setup?" he muttered, leaning in even closer.His proximity made Althea's heart suddenly race and she felt herself dripping wet down there as she was pressed against the door. It had been almost seven months since he last touched her and her entire body was already shivering with how close they were, wanting him more than ever. Fuck whatever he did, she thought. She was completely ready to give him a second chance.Alth
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The building's private elevator carried them swiftly to the thirty-second floor.Althea stood beside the towering man, silent, watching the numbers climb. She had visited enough corporate offices with Julian to recognize the typical display of high-society wealth, but Victor Vanguard’s territory felt entirely different. There were no photographs of the CEO shaking hands with politicians, no oversized portraits celebrating the company's founder, and no walls plastered with superficial awards. Everything was sleek, understated, dark, and impossibly expensive.When the doors slid open, a receptionist rose immediately from her desk. "Good afternoon, Mr. Vanguard.""Good afternoon, Clara. Please have the PH files sent to my office. And arrange a temporary guest suite for our visitor."“Of course, sir.”“Mrs. Cross,shall we” Victor added.Althea turned sharply at him. “My name is Althea Kristen Evance.”For years, she'd carried Julian's name. Now, she wanted to reclaim her own.Victor studi
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Althea settled into the passenger seat, the aroma of rich leather and expensive cologne enveloping her immediately. And the man had smoothly loaded her bags into the trunk before sliding behind the wheel.She sat stiffly, every muscle tense. She hadn’t forgotten how quickly a seemingly safe situation could turn dangerous; the last four years in the Cross household had taught her that lesson far too well.Suddenly, he leaned across the center console. He moved into her personal space, his imposing frame making the space feel incredibly intimate. He stared at her face for a long, quiet moment. Slowly, he raised his hand, his fingers stopping just inches from her face, as if he intensely wanted to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. He caught himself, his hand dropping, but his gaze remained locked on her lips."Relax, Mrs. Cross," he whispered, a dangerous but playful hint in his deep voice. "If I intended to kidnap you, I doubt I would begin by asking your permission."Althea f
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Julian’s eyes widened, his ego visibly bruised by her rejection. Is she out of her goddamn mind? I am Julian Cross.“Oh, listen to her!” Mrs. Cross shrieked, completely losing her mind at Althea’s defiance. “She’s acting all high and mighty! Julian, she must have stolen something from this house! That’s why she doesn’t want the condo!”In a fit of frantic greed, Mrs. Cross turned and rushed toward the entrance, where Althea’s two suitcases were sitting. She violently ripped the zippers open, tossing Althea’s simple clothes into the air. She dug her manicured hands deep into the fabric until she finally pulled out a small velvet jewelry box.“Is this jewelry the reason you suddenly feel too important to accept what my son is giving you?”Althea’s eyes widened as she rushed to her side.“Those are the only things I have left of my mother!” she screamed, reaching for the box. “Those are for my mother!”“Your mother, my foot,” Mrs. Cross muttered, pulling the box away from her.She tossed
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The grandfather clock in the grand lobby chimed 8:00 a.m. Downstairs, Mrs Beatrice Cross, the queen of the Cross family, sat at the long dining table, tapping her nails. The table was empty; food should have been served by 7:00 a.m."Where on earth is that girl?" Beatrice hissed, glaring at her son. "It is past eight o'clock. She knows we are receiving important guests today, and your father will be home soon. Her laziness is becoming completely unacceptable."Julian sat across from her, frowning as he scrolled through his phone. He was annoyed, but he was secretly convinced Althea was just throwing a childish tantrum in the guest room. He figured she would come crawling down soon, apologize for her outburst last night, and serve them like she always did.Then, a loud, heavy thud rang out from the top of the stairs.Julian and Beatrice both looked up.Althea stood at the top of the grand staircase. She wasn't wearing her usual apron or the simple house clothes she wore every morning
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