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Seduced by His Touch CHAPTER 132
The sun late last morning seeped in through the lace curtains of the Hart dinner room, lighting up the honey-colored light on the lengthy oak table. Roses and hydrangeas—Maria's new discovery at the greenhouse—seasoned the table in soft blues and pinks, their petals vibrating like the softness of applause. At the head sat Leo, his silver hair shining with the light, a satisfied smile tempered with the ache of remembrance. At his side, Maria put a hand on her swelling belly, eyes aglow with expectation for the daughter soon to be in her arms. The room vibrated with muted anticipation as family and very close friends gathered, each chair holding a sprig of lavender for Ruth—a soft reminder of the sister and mother whose absence had been as keen as her presence had ever been.Liana arrived in a dove-gray chiffon dress, the fabric streaming around her ankles like a promise. Her engagement ring, a white gold and moonstone thin band, shone on her left hand. Alex stood to greet her, his navy
Seduced by His Touch CHAPTER 131
The air was crisp with promise for new beginnings as Liana walked onto the velvety lawn of Leo and Maria's garden, now transformed into a wedding pavilion beneath the limbs of an ancient acacia. Fairy lights were enmeshed in the boughs, their gentle radiance intertwining with the break of dawn. The scent of jasmine floated over the guests—friends and relatives who had traveled from distant continents to witness this simple, tearful ritual. White folding chairs lined the aisle, one atop the other, each covered with a lone sprig of lavender, the favorite of Ruth. At the aisle's far end, a simple arch of driftwood adorned with roses and wildflowers awaited the vacant altar.Liana stopped at the edge of the seats, her heartbeat vibrating through the pool-blue silk of her dress. She smoothed out the silk, fingers against the soft sheen as she gazed about. The grass sloped down slowly to a wandering stream, where lilies floated like gentle sentinels. On the other side, the profile of the es
Seduced by His Touch CHAPTER 130
Liana woke to the ever‐present hum of morning traffic filtering through her apartment building's floor‐to‐ceiling windows. Glass skyscrapers glimmered in the predawn light: sentinels stabbing the sky in a troubled world. She stretched, letting the familiar pounding pain of a morning after late‐night planning sessions seep into memory. Twenty years old, Liana Coleman had built a life forged by purpose. Her social enterprise—BrightPath Collaborations—had grown from an embryonic idea into a successful network of artisan cooperatives and survivor mentorship programs on three continents. Daily, there were fresh requests: online meetings with Accra-based partners, sustainability packaging design revisions, negotiations to reduce carbon signatures with shipping partners. But beneath the whirlwind activity, she felt grounded in the knowledge that each decision was affecting real people's lives.She padded across the living room to her computer, where Skype's gentle glow awaited. The screen di
Seduced by His Touch CHAPTER 129
Sunbeams streamerd through floor-to-ceiling windows of their beachside apartment, illuminating white walls with gold. Liana folded her legs across the divan, piles of crisp, neatly folded paper résumé clustered about her like sailors on seas untroubled. The salty air poured through open doors from the balcony, and Liana breathed, her gaze wandering to a flock of wheeling gulls against pale blue. And today, all that was waiting: the world poised to halt in its tracks to ask: next, where?Alex emerged from their bedroom, his hair rumpled from sleep and eyes aglow with curiosity. He carried two cups of coffee-dark roast, no sugar, the way Liana liked it on challenging days. He knelt beside her, extending one of the cups. "So what's the diagnosis?" he whispered, tracing his fingers over the ceramic to warm them.Liana cradled the cup and watched the steam swirl. “I’ve been offered two paths,” she said, voice measured. “One is to return home, help Leo steer the family business. The other…
Seduced by His Touch CHAPTER 128
Sunbeams streamed down the high ceilings of the convocation hall through the tall windows, bathing its polished oak benches in a warm golden light. Tiers of graduating students, radiant in midnight-blue gowns and tasselled silver mortarboards, sat in stifled anticipation. Liana's heart pounded wildly like a caged bird when she smoothed out her gown, fingernails brushing the university seal embossed on her programme. Today she would stride across this stage proudly—Latin honors whispered on invitations, welcome messages, and all-nighters spent reading. But beneath all her pride a river of feeling ran: memories' pain, the absence of her mother's hand on her shoulder, and the knowledge that Ruth's presence haunted every still corner of this auditorium.Alex stood at the back, his lanky frame unwavering amidst the swirling tide of family and friends. He had driven down the night before, trading business meetings for a beach weekend, all for the privilege of witnessing this moment. His cha
Seduced by His Touch CHAPTER 127
Liana woke up before sunrise, the beam from her desk lamp illuminating neat rows of books and spread-open notebooks containing notes in colors coded by topic. Outside her dorm window, a faint crescent moon sat high above spires of ivy-covered brick, as if to keep watch over her solitary sentinel. She pinched her palms into her eyes, fatigue tilting into the curves of her cheeks, and reminded herself: it was her brilliance that kept her safe from the glooms of loneliness. With a soft sigh, she settled into her chair, fingers finding their beat on the keyboard.Her college years were a blur of political theory classes, marathon study sessions in the giant library, and seminars in which she dispelled assumptions with Ruth's quiet intensity. Professors praised her analytical skills; students asked her advice on research papers. But each prize came with the shadow of a guilt—Ruth was gone, no longer there to witness this ascension, and each triumph was bitter with a pain so jagged it made
Seduced by His Touch CHAPTER 126
Morning light streamed through colored-glass windows in the foyer of the Hart estate, creating rainbows on the marble floor. Liana stood next to the towering oak door, hand on the brass doorknob that had been warmed by a thousand of her mother's hands. Behind her, each portrait of ancestors, every molded strip under the ceiling, whispered history. She found one white rose on a small table next to her trunks—a dawn gift of Alex wrapped in silken tissue paper. She breathed the combined scents of lavender and varnished wood as she closed her eyes, observing every small thing.Before she left the estate, Liana had slipped into her childhood bedroom again, where the wallpaper still had the old design of golden lilies. She stood beside her old dresser, runes of her own childlike script under a few mirror scratches. Her beloved hand-me-down porcelain doll stood leaning on the windowsill, dress sun-faded from years of sunlight. Liana picked it up, held it for a moment, and put it back as if s
Seduced by His Touch CHAPTER 125
Morning sunlight streamed through the high windows of the Hart estate library, casting a warm glow on the carved oak bookshelves. Dust motes twirled in the sunbeams, each tiny speck glinting like a promise. Liana stood outside Ruth's office door, her heart pounding with equal measures of hope and fear. This room—once her mother's retreat—had been transformed into the center for operations of the Roselyn Hart Memorial Scholarship, its name etched on a polished brass sign over the door. Ivy creepers wrapped themselves around the doorpost, their green fingertips a testament to life flourishing in the aftermath of loss.The door creaked open to show Ruth seated at her desk. Charts and application papers lay out before her, tidily spread out. A framed photograph of Roselyn in her mid-laugh stance was placed alongside a vase of wildflowers. With her gentle knock, Ruth stood from the chair, her eyes softening and warming. Not needing to say a thing, Liana opened the door and wrapped Ruth in
Seduced by His Touch CHAPTER 124
Liana awoke to the sunlight filtering through the alabaster curtains, painting the walls of the spacious bedroom in stripes of gold. Her nineteenth birthday had arrived in quiet splendor, and even the roses set in the silver vase on her nightstand seemed to lean toward the light in celebration. She lay for a moment, listening to the subtle hum of the house: the distant clink of crystal glasses being set in the dining hall, the muted whisper of servants setting floral garlands on the stairs, and beneath it all, a steady thrum of anticipation.Slipping from beneath the ivory sheets, Liana padded to the window, toes skimming the cool marble floor. Outside, the courtyard had been transformed overnight: pearled linens on the tables, bunches of peony and lavender flowers tangled in wrought-iron chairs, lanterns suspended from the ancient oak, their glass coverings sparkling like fireflies captured. Guests would arrive at noon—family, near friends, and mentors from the foundation—but for now
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