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Chapter 46

Author: Daisy Jolliffe
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-03 21:11:24

In the middle of the lounge stood a large velvet couch with soft amber lighting that cast everything in a golden honey-like glow. Mia sat on the edge of it, a half empty glass of merlot balanced between her fingers. The wine had dulled the sharpest edges of her mind, it loosened her shoulders and softened her racing thoughts.

Daniel was beside her, close enough to feel his body heat. The distance between them had melted steadily since they walked through the door. A touch here. A laugh there. The hum of history between them vibrating louder with every shared look. For the first time in weeks—maybe months—she felt like someone worth flirting with. Not a prisoner. Not a pawn.

Just Mia.

Daniel leaned back, his hand brushing against hers as he reached for the wine bottle. “So you’re still drinking red? I guess you haven’t changed too much. I got an extra bottle just incase.” he said, voice low, amused. A cheeky wink dotted the end of his sentence.

She smirked, watching the play of
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