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Chapter 180

Penulis: Christie Bassey
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-12 14:35:13

LUCA

The office door shut behind us, and clicked, locking us in there.

I didn’t bother locking it, it locked itself.

The sound still made Analide turn, her eyes narrowing like a trapped cat’s.

“You know my father will get the wrong idea with us locked in here,” she said.

Her voice was somewhere between warning and invitation. And I just didn't understand her.

I leaned back against my desk. “Good. You're the only one who thinks I care what your father thinks.”

Her brows lifted, the faintest shake of her head moving her hair against her cheeks.

“I don’t care what idea he gets,” I added.

And I didn’t. Not even a little.

If Talciro wanted to imagine I was bedding his daughter, that was his problem.

Hell, maybe it was his fantasy.

Given the way he’d looked at me earlier, I wouldn’t be shocked if he’d already tried pimping her out to someone he wanted a favor from.

And that thought, God help me, made something almost like pity creep in.

There was much of it. ot enough to soften m
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