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CHAPTER 74
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2026-01-12 17:35:47
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My cheek brushed the edge of the linen napkin; I pretended to examine the sourdough, Second time: a lone woman in a red coat stepped through the doors, shaking rain from her umbrella. Daniel’s shoulders lifted, just a fraction, hopeful, then relaxed when she walked past his table. I turned my back to him completely, twisting in my seat to face Clara, Third time: the door opened again. A man in a charcoal coat, phone already to his ear. Daniel straightened, spine going rigid, fingers tightening around the stem of his wine glass. I ducked my head low, pretending to adjust the thin strap of my dress, letting my hair swing forward again until it brushed my cheekbone. From the corner of my eye I saw him relax when the man walked to a different table, but the tension didn’t leave his jaw.My heart was hammering so hard I could feel it in my fingertips, in the pulse at my throat, in the way my breath kept catching every time I inhaled. The wine glass in my hand trembled, just a little, enou
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The waiter arrived with our drinks first, three chilled glasses of white wine, condensation already beading on the stems, and a tall bottle of still water with lemon slices floating inside. He set them down with quiet efficiency: Clara’s Sancerre in front of her, Adrian’s Chinon blend beside him, mine between us. A small basket of warm sourdough followed, wrapped in a linen napkin, the crust still crackling faintly as it cooled.“Enjoy,” he said with a small nod, then vanished again into the rhythm of the room.Clara lifted her glass immediately, swirling the pale liquid once before taking a sip. “Perfect temperature,” she declared, like she’d personally supervised the chilling process. . “You picked well, Adrian.”He raised his own glass in mock salute. “I have excellent taste.”I managed a small smile, and picked up my glass. The wine was crisp, bright with citrus and a faint mineral edge that cut through the lingering tightness in my throat. I took a slow sip, We waited for the
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I gave him a look, half amused, half incredulous , and tilted the menu toward him so he could see the prices I was staring at. “I’m trying to decide if I should order the cheapest thing on here so I don’t feel like I’m bankrupting you… or if I should just ask for a glass of tap water and call it dinner.” He laughed, quiet, warm, the sound that always made something in my chest loosen.“Baby,” he said, reaching across to gently turn the menu back toward me, “order whatever you want. Tonight’s not about the price tag. It’s about being here. With you. With Clara. No budget.”Clara snorted softly without looking up from the wine list.“He says that now,” she murmured, “but wait until the sommelier starts talking about the 2018 Château Margaux. Then you’ll see him sweat.”Adrian shot her a mock-glare. “I do not sweat over wine.”“You absolutely do,” she replied, eyes still on the page. “You did the exact same thing last time we came here. You stared at the bottle like it had personally in
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The drive to the restaurant wasn’t long, maybe fifteen minutes through the quieter streets on the edge of downtown, but it felt longer with Clara in the front seat. She had the window cracked just enough to let the evening breeze slip in, The radio was on low, some smooth R&B playlist Adrian always defaulted to when he wanted the mood light, and Clara was yapping over it, half stories about a disastrous client meeting earlier that week, half off-key singing along to the chorus whenever a song she liked came on. Her laughter filled the car. We were all dressed elegantly, almost too elegantly for a Thursday night. Adrian wore a charcoal blazer over a black dress shirt, sleeves rolled to the elbows, the top button undone just enough to look effortless rather than calculated. Clara had chosen a deep emerald green dress that hugged her shoulders and flared at the knees, sleeveless, simple, expensive. I’d gone with the floor-length black silk slip dress I’d bought months ago and never worn
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“Cheers to that,” Adrian said, a warm smile spreading across his face as he lifted his glass slightly before taking a sip. He turned to me then, his expression still light, unaware of the tension tightening around my chest.“…I’m sure you and Clara must be getting along in the office,” he added, his eyes moving between the both of us with an easy confidence that made my stomach twist. For a split second, I hesitated. Then I forced a small smile.“You can say that,” I replied. The sarcasm sat right there in my voice, thinly veiled, sharp if you listened closely, but Adrian didn’t catch it. Of course, he didn’t. Clara let out a soft, polished laugh, the kind that sounded effortless but felt anything but real. I didn’t need to look at her to know it was fake.“I’m glad you both are…” Adrian continued, leaning back comfortably, clearly pleased with himself. “…we’ll be going out for dinner tonight,” he said. “You know, to celebrate this.”Celebrate? The word echoed strangely in my head. Ce
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“Alright, I’ll be down…” he started, his tone shifting slightly, like he was forcing the conversation to pause instead of ending it.My chest tightened.“…and Clara followed me straight from work. She’ll be staying for some time…” he added. He began walking toward me, closing the small distance between us. My body tensed instinctively, every nerve suddenly aware of his presence. I didn’t move.I couldn’t.My mind was no longer fully in the room. It was somewhere else entirely, so that bitch really did that, On the realization slowly settling into my chest. The blackmailer wasn’t bluffing. This was real. Adrian stopped in front of me, close enough for me to feel the warmth of his body. For a brief second, I thought he might say something else, press further, demand an answer, corner me again.But he didn’t, Instead, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss against my cheek. I stayed still, Completely still. My body didn’t respond the way it normally would. No soft smile, no relaxed shoul
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