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CHAPTER 67

Author: MidasPen
last update publish date: 2026-07-29 13:36:43

Ciara's POV

I pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The sight that greeted me made me stop cold. Kaden was behind his desk, looking like he hadn't slept in days. His hair was disheveled. His shirt was wrinkled. Dark circles rimmed his eyes. He looked like a man who had been fighting a war against himself and losing.

And Isolde was leaning over his desk, her hands flat on the surface, her face too close to his. She was wearing something low-cut. Her hair was loose. She looked like she had jus
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