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SPECIAL CHAPTER: UNNAMED SPARKS

Author: Cosmix
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-04-18 00:39:32

Third person

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Reigna glanced over at Carlisle, seated on the sleek leather sofa with a tumbler of top-shelf scotch in hand. He cut an imposing figure even now, his broad shoulders set with tension despite his best efforts to appear unruffled.

Sensing her gaze, Carlisle set down his drink and rose to his feet in one fluid motion. In a few strides, he had crossed the room and pulled Reigna into his arms, his large hands settling on her hips.

"Easy there, princess," he murmured, his voice a low rumble against her ear. "I know it's a lot to take in, but we'll get through this together. I promise."

Reigna leaned into his embrace, savoring the solid strength of his body even as her mind raced with worries about the future of their unconventional relationship. She could feel Carlisle tense as he sensed her restlessness.

"Here," he said firmly, stepping back and taking her by the hand. "Why don't we play a game to take your mind off things for a bit?”

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