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Chapter 42: Taking a breath
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2026-05-01 14:00:27“Is something wrong?” he asked, his voice dropping to a low, concerned tone. He searched her face for any sign of distress, his grip on her hand tightening protectively. “Did you change your mind about tonight?” The afternoon sun caught the messy strand of his black hair as he leaned closer, his icy blue eyes scanning her expression intently. The professional façade he wore so easily had completely disappeared, replaced by the raw vulnerability of a man who had just been given hope only to ha
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The kiss deepened, Oliver’s tongue tracing the seam of her lips until she opened for him, inviting him in. he groaned softly against her mouth, the sound raw and uncharacteristic for a man who prided himself on composure. His hands moved from her back to the clasp of her crimson bra, his fingers working with a focused, steady precision that spoke of his inherent need for order, even in passion. When the lace gaze away, he pulled back just enough to look at her, his chest rising and falling in heavy, uneven breaths. The dim light caught the curve of her body, and he looked at her with a gaze so intense if felt like he was seeing her for the very first time. “Beautiful,” he whispered, the word barely audible. He did not wait for a response. He leaned down, his lips trailing from her collarbone to the swell of her breast, his mouth warm and demanding.“Mm,” Harper moaned sweetly. The sound of her moan, soft and sweet, hit him like a physical blow. Oliver’s hands slid around to her sides,
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“I am always efficient,” Harper muttered before he lips moved to Oliver’s neck. His head fell back against the pillow, a sharp intake of breath escaping him as her lips found the sensitive skin on his neck. His icy blue eyes fluttered shut, and his fingers tightened in her auburn hair, not pulling, just holding her there, anchoring her. “Efficient,” he repeated, his voice strained and low. “Is that what we are calling this?” The sensation of her mouth against his skin sent a jolt straight down his spine. He was used to being the one in control, the one directing the flow of every room her entered, but here, in the quiet of her bedroom, he was letting go. He was letting her. His hands moved from her shoulders down to her waist, pulling her body more firmly against his own. the heat between them was building thick and undeniable. “You are doing this on purpose,” he managed to say, thought there was no bite in the accusation– only a breathless sort of surrender.“I am just doing my job a
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Oliver shifted slightly, pulling her even closer until there was no space left between them, his chin resting atop her head. The warmth of her body against his was the most natural thing in the world, and for a man who spend his days in climate-controlled office and stiff suits, this was the only temperature he cared about. “But seriously,” he added, his tone turning sincere. “I think I might be a little too good at it. You might never want to leave the bed once the temperature drops.”“Agreed,” Harper said with a smile. “I never imagined this… that I would ever be in a relationship like this.” Oliver opened his eyes, his gaze softening as he looked down at her. He did not say anything for a moment, just studied her face in the dim light, as if memorizing every line and curve. “Neither did I,” he admitted quietly. “I think I had a whole different version of what my life was supposed to look like. Controlled. Predictable. Maybe a little lonely.” He reached up, his thumb brushing agains
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Harper pushed open her apartment door with a bright smile. “All mine, huh?” she said with a playful tone. Oliver stepped into the apartment behind her, his icy blue eyes scanning the room with practiced efficiency. He noted the state of the living room– not a disaster, but certainly not pristine. A few stray coffee us on the side table, a throw blanket tossed haphazardly over the couch, and a faint layer of dust on the bookshelf. “All yours,” he confirmed, his voice steady and certain. He dropped his keys onto the entryway table with a quiet clatter an turned to face her. “And I am not going anywhere.” He crossed the small distance between them, his hands finding her waist again. The apartment was quiet, the only sound the distant hum of traffic from the street below.“Now,” Oliver said, his gaze dropping to her lips before meeting her blue green eyes again. “Where do we start?” His hands tightened slightly on her waist, pulling her flush against him. The familiar, slightly cluttered
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Oliver squeezed Harper’s hand gently, a silent promise that this side of him– the one that found peace in the simple, domestic moments– was entirely hers. “I like that you like that,” he added, his voice barely above a whisper. “Most people just want the CEO. I am glad you want the guy who knows how to fold fitted sheet.” She shrugged and said, “I like that normal stuff. I am weight like that.” Oliver squeezed her hand, a small smile tugging at his lips. “If that is weird, then I guess we are both pretty strange,” he said, his voice warm and sincere. “Because normal is exactly what I have been craving all day.” He navigated the car through a series of turns, heading toward her apartment. the tension from the office, the looming campaign, and the complicated history with Seraphina felt miles away now. “I spend my whole life surrounded by people who want something from me– contracts, approvals, political favours,” he admitted, his tone thoughtful. “But with you, it is just… simple. It
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Afterwork Oliver went down to the underground parking lot and waited at his car. As he leaned against the black sedan he texted Harper.Oliver: “Hey, waiting at car. I will give you a lift to your place.”A few moments later Harper texted back.Harper: “On my way.”When she finally walked out of the elevator, she smiles brightly when she saw Oliver leaning against the car looking at his phone. “Hey handsome,” she said playfully. The moment he saw her approaching, the rigid lines of his professional posture dissolved. A slow, genuine smile spread across his face, one that he never wore in the office. “Hey yourself,” he said, his voice dropping into that warm, intimate tone reserved only for her. He reached out and caught her waist, pulling her into his space. The harsh fluorescent lights of the parking garage cast long shadows around them, but Oliver did not seem to notice. His focus was entirely on her. “You survived the day,” he noted, his thumb tracing a slow line along her hip. “No
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“That is it,” Oliver encouraged against her breast, his voice muffled by the flesh pressed against his lips. “Show me how much you want this.” His free hand moved to cup her other breast, kneading gently while his mouth worked relentlessly on the first. The contrast betwee
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