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Chapter 32

Author: Rikki
last update publish date: 2025-10-06 03:22:39

Natalie’s Point of View

The bar was dimly lit, hidden away on the quieter side of the city. Soft jazz played in the background, and the faint smell of smoke lingered in the air. I sat in the corner booth, legs crossed, the rim of my wine glass grazing my lower lip as I waited.

He came late.

Of course, he did.

Adrian always liked making an entrance.

“Still as beautiful as ever,” he drawled, sliding into the seat across from me, his smirk lazy but sharp. His black shirt clung to his chest, sleev
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