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Chapter 13

Author: Sparkle kay
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-28 13:25:20

Killian’s Turmoil

I didn't stop running until I hit the cold, sterile air of the Hayes Mansion lobby. I bypassed the elevator, taking the grand, curving staircase two steps at a time, needing the raw physical exertion to bleed off the electrical charge that was still singing under my skin.

His hand. His forearm. The jolt that felt like a lightning strike.

I locked myself into my private gym, a gleaming cathedral of chrome and rubber that my father insisted upon. I didn’t turn on the lights. I just collapsed onto a leather bench, my breath coming in short, painful gasps. The silence here was different from the library’s; it was empty, echoing.

That was not a mistake. That was a detonation. I came here tonight to convince myself that the whole thing, the kiss, the fear, the ridiculous research project, was a temporary lapse in judgment, a bizarre reaction to the pressure of my engagement. But when our hands collided, it wasn’t wrong. It was terrifyingly, fundamentally right.

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