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CHAPTER 16

Author: Jane Samuel
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-26 12:25:12

SERENA’S POV

“Hey, pretty lady!” Axel called out the moment I drove out of the estate. His voice smooth as ever, a bright smile on his face. Skin glowing, reflecting under the sun as he propped lazily on the hood of the very shiny black beast he called a car.

The combo between them obviously clashing and unexpected. I mean, he was light and the car... it gleamed like sin itself! Giving Axel a weird kind of vibe that strangely felt so good. So intense, so fresh, so-so…

As though hearing my thoughts, he moved. Every move intensifying it all as I sat, trapped in my G-wagon like a stunned passenger despite being in the driver’s seat. “Hi,” he winked at me just then and my heart skipped a beat. Shocking me even as I blinked, the word I was searching for initially, suddenly hitting me with full force.

“Alive.” I breathed, “So alive…”

We remained like that for a moment. Him under the sun, me, safe in my car. But somehow, I managed to feel hot all over like I was out there in the sun with hi
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