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Chapter 15; Part-time Chaffeur

作者: Author Sinquill
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-09 20:12:52

Happy with just the cutlery having a conversation, Killian walked down the stairs in a black singlet and knee-length basketball shorts. The thin fabric clung lightly to his chest, hinting at the hard lines beneath, while his arms flexed with an easy strength as his hand slid along the railing. Each step drew attention to the trim cut of his waist and the quiet power in his build, abs shifting with movement, shoulders broad yet relaxed.

I almost choked on my food immediately, our gazes locked, forcing me to look away before anyone would notice.

I chewed a lot longer on the pizza just to hold back from stealing a glance.

The air in the dining room changed from the smell of steamy pizza to him and… I tucked a strand of my braids away.

Him.

His damp hair rested loosely on his shoulders, green eyes raking the whole table like a scavenger.

Devan cleared his throat. "Killian," he called calmly, with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

Killian never turned his eyes to him; they only flickered
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