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Chapter 49: The Gala Invitation

Author: Evve
last update publish date: 2025-12-30 00:15:30

The black town car was a moving decompression chamber.

Aurora sat in the back, her knees pressed together, her hands gripping her purse so tightly the leather creaked. The tinted windows turned the New York afternoon into a bruised, twilight purple.

She was safe. She was moving away from him.

But her skin was still burning.

It was a phantom heat, lingering on her cheek right where his hand had hovered in the elevator. He hadn't touched her—not really—but the intention, the familiarity of the ge
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