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Unwanted Attention
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2026-05-14 04:51:38
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One Year With Mr.Kingland Stay Tonight
The bookstore café was tucked into a quiet corner of the city, all warm amber lighting and tall wooden shelves that smelled of paper and aged ink. A small jazz trio played softly in the back. Selena sat in a worn leather armchair near the window, a half-finished latte cooling beside her. Alexander leaned forward in the chair across from her, gesturing at the open architecture book between them.“You know, you smile before you argue with people,” he said, eyes crinkling at the corners.Selena raised an eyebrow. “That’s not true.”“There,” he pointed, laughing quietly. “You just did it again.”She tried to fight the smile but lost. Selena sank deeper into the chair, listening to Alexander talk while rain streaked softly against the café windows. Somewhere between arguing about hotel layouts and laughing over terrible modern architecture, she realized she hadn’t checked the time once.Alexander didn’t push. He didn’t demand. He simply talked about light and space and how buildings could
One Year With Mr.Kingland Someone Else Is Listening
Selena’s phone lit up on the coffee table.She was sitting on the floor of the library, back against the couch, surrounded by half-finished sketches and empty coffee cups. The rain tapped steadily against the tall windows. The mansion felt too big and too quiet around her.**Alexander:** Tell me you’re not still working.She smiled before she could stop herself and typed back.**Selena:** Some people actually work for a living.**Alexander:** Rude.**Selena:** True.**Alexander:** Normal people sleep, you know.**Selena:** Normal people also don’t redesign hotel structures for fun at 1 a.m.**Alexander:** There it is.**Selena:** What?**Alexander:** You sound happier when you talk about architecture.She stared at the message for a long second. Her thumb hovered over the keyboard. The simple observation landed somewhere soft and unguarded inside her chest.**Selena:** Maybe I am.The three dots appeared, disappeared, then appeared again.**Alexander:** You deserve rooms with sunlight
One Year With Mr.Kingland Not Your Audience
Matthew barely made it three steps out of the private elevator before camera flashes exploded across the lobby. Security moved quickly too late. Reporters were already pushing past the marble barriers, voices overlapping beneath the high glass ceilings of Kingland Holdings.The moment they spotted him, the questions flew.“Mr. Kingland! Is it true your wife has been spending time with your cousin Alexander on the Riviera project?”“Are there problems in your marriage?”“Has Mrs. Kingland moved out of the main residence?”Matthew didn’t break stride. His face remained stone-cold as he walked straight through the chaos toward the waiting car outside. One reporter got too close.“Sir, sources say Alexander Kingland has been seen escorting your wife to multiple architecture events—”Matthew’s hand tightened around his briefcase until the leather creaked, but he kept walking. No comment. No reaction. By the time the car door shut behind him, half the reporters were already typing.Insid
One Year With Mr.Kingland The Space Between Us
The gallery was alive with soft lighting and quiet conversation. Selena stood in front of a large-scale city model, a genuine laugh escaping her lips as Alexander pointed at one of the ridiculous structural choices.“You architects are terrifying,” he said, grinning. “You look at empty land and immediately start imagining things that don’t exist yet.”Selena tilted her head, still smiling. “That’s called vision.”“No,” Alexander replied, watching her with quiet amusement. “That’s called hope.”A waiter passed carrying champagne flutes. Alexander took two from the tray and handed her one. Selena accepted it with a small smile. “You know,” he said, glancing toward the massive waterfront model behind them, “Matthew would hate this entire design.” She laughed softly. “Because it’s expensive?” “Because it kind of carries something emotional.” “Buildings can be emotional?” Alexander looked around the gallery slowly. “The good ones are.” Her smile faded just slightly at that. Maybe b
One Year With Mr.Kingland The Things We Pretend Not To Feel
The silence at breakfast was louder than any argument.Matthew sat at the head of the table, scrolling through emails with sharp, efficient movements. Selena entered quietly, poured herself coffee, and sat at the opposite end. Neither of them spoke about the night before. Neither of them looked at each other for more than a second.His phone lit up on the table.**Victoria calling.**Matthew answered without hesitation, voice smooth. “Hey. Yeah, I’m free later.”Selena didn’t flinch, instead she reached for the jar of sugar instead, tapping the spoon twice against the rim of her cup before stirring slowly. Matthew watched her over the edge of his coffee mug. Waiting, maybe for the slight tightening around her mouth, the way she usually went quiet when something hurt her. But Selena only scrolled through the article on her tablet like his ex-fiancée’s name wasn’t echoing through the dining room at eight in the morning. “Tonight then,” Victoria said through the speaker, her voice sm
One Year With Mr.Kingland Different Worlds
Breakfast was really suffocating. The silence between them felt heavier than any argument. Selena picked at her food while Matthew scrolled through his phone, jaw tight. The warmth they had shared just days ago felt like a distant dream. Finally, he spoke without looking up. “There’s an important investor dinner tonight at the Aurelia Grand. You’re coming with me.” Selena stared at him for a moment. “Alright.” No questions, no pushback. Just quiet acceptance. Matthew’s grip on his phone tightened slightly, but he said nothing more. Selena stood first and carried her empty coffee cup toward the sink. As she passed him, the sleeve of her sweater brushed lightly against his arm. Both of them stilled for half a second. Just days ago, he had touched her like he couldn’t get enough. Now even accidental contact felt careful. Matthew looked up slowly. “The car leaves at seven.” Selena nodded without meeting his eyes. “I’ll be ready.” By the time she walked out of t
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