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Chapter 8 ~๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ถ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ถ๐ฟ๐ฒ, ๐ง๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฒ ~
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The 99 Secondsย ย ย ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ 21 ~๐๐๐ก๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ญ ๐๐ข๐๐
The car moved steadily through the quiet streets, the soft glow of streetlights spilling softly across the windows. Cassandra sat with her hands resting lightly in her lap, keeping her gaze forward while letting her thoughts drift back to the ballroom, the awards, the conversations, and the subtle tension that lingered from the evening.After a few minutes of smooth driving, Dimitriโs calm voice broke the quiet. โWhere should I take you?โCassandra glanced briefly at him before replying, her voice even. โThe apartment on Elm Street. Just past the park.โLouis kept his attention on the road, letting the space in the back seat remain private. Cassandra exhaled lightly after a moment, then offered a soft, โThank you.โโYouโre welcome,โ Dimitri replied, his tone controlled, steady, and unflinching.A few minutes passed in silence. Finally, Cassandra ventured, carefully choosing her words. โAndโฆ congratulations on your awards tonight.โDimitriโs dark eyes flicked toward her. โThank you. St
The 99 Secondsย ย ย ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ 20 ~๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ญ ๐จ๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง
Cassandraโs gaze followed the movement quietly, noting the effortless power in the way he commanded the space without seeking it. Her pulse quickened, not from jealousy but from a mixture of intrigue and a memory she could not shake.She caught herself staring once too long, and for a heartbeat, their eyes met. Nothing dramatic, nothing forced, just a subtle connection. He returned to the women around him, but the slight lift of his brow hinted that he had noticed.Cassandra exhaled lightly and forced herself back into conversation with the rest of the staff, but the awareness lingered, a quiet hum beneath the music and laughter. She couldnโt deny it: the night had shifted the moment sheโd glimpsed him here, commanding the room and her attention all at once.Louis, seated just beside Dimitri, leaned in with a knowing smirk. โLooks like sheโs watching,โ he murmured.Dimitriโs expression remained calm, controlled, and utterly indifferent, but the smallest twitch at the corner of his mou
The 99 Secondsย ย ย ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ 19 ~๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ก๐๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ซ
A shadow shifted nearby, and strong hands caught her gently at the elbows, grounding her.โCareful,โ a low, measured voice murmured.Her gaze lifted, and there he was. Dimitri Jenkins, standing close, his presence commanding yet effortless. The faint scent of him brushed past her as his dark eyes met hers, calm and unreadable, holding a quiet intensity that made her pulse quicken.The contact lingered just a heartbeat longer than necessary. In that instant, memories flared, the heat of that night, the weight of his body, the rasp of his voice whispering her name. Her chest tightened, a mixture of recognition, fear, and something she could hardly name.Dimitriโs face remained composed, indifferent, yet the directness of his stare hinted that he remembered. He knew.Cassandra drew a slow, steadying breath. โThank you,โ she murmured, her voice barely above the hum of the night.For a moment, neither moved. The quiet city and distant music surrounded them, but the tension between them was
The 99 Secondsย ย ย ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ 18 ~๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐
As the applause faded, the guests didnโt simply disperse. Clusters formed around both Sterling Heights and Jenkins Enterprises, each group buzzing with admiration, curiosity, and a touch of strategic interest.A senior executive from a prominent firm approached Cassandra with a warm smile. โTwo awards tonight, thatโs impressive. Sterling Heights is really making waves,โ he said, offering a polite handshake. โIโd love to discuss potential collaboration in the coming months.โCassandra nodded graciously, her mind already cataloging possibilities. โThank you, Iโd be happy to schedule a meeting,โ she replied, her voice steady and professional, even as a flicker of excitement danced through her chest.Nearby, Dimitriโs table was a small whirlwind of attention. Influential figures leaned in, offering congratulations, sharing subtle pitches, and seeking even the slightest acknowledgment from him. โFive awards,โ one guest whispered to another, โand you saw how composed he was? Thatโs power in
The 99 Secondsย ย ย ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ 17 ~๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐๐ซ
Cassandra did not allow herself to falter. If anything, that unseen tether only strengthened her resolve. By the time she brought her speech to a close, ending with a poised, โThank you,โ she received a fresh wave of applause, polite but laced with genuine acknowledgment. She stepped down from the stage with her head high, the applause fading into the hum of conversation once again. But as she returned to her seat, she could not ignore the undeniable awareness that Dimitri Jenkins had been watching and that his silence, somehow, spoke louder than the claps of the entire room. At Dimitriโs table, Louis leaned back slightly, his lips curling into a faint smirk. โImpressive,โ he murmured low enough for only Dimitri to hear. โShe held that room without breaking a sweat. Sterling Heights chose wisely putting her up there.โ His tone carried no mockery, only quiet acknowledgment of what they had both witnessed. Then, with a side glance at Dimitri, he added, โAnd judging by the stares she
The 99 Secondsย ย ย ๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ 16 ~๐๐ฒ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฉ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ
As the first round of formalities concluded, the ballroom eased back into its vibrant current. Guests moved gracefully between tables, pausing to exchange pleasantries and measure one anotherโs standing. Waiters glided about with trays of champagne and cocktails, their movements practiced and silent against the polished marble floor. At Cassandraโs table, Hayden Foreman was in his element. His charm drew a steady stream of colleagues and acquaintances, some eager to catch up after his recent travels, others angling for the credibility of being seen beside him. Cassandra remained attentive at his side, contributing when spoken to, but more often she observed. She noticed the way Hayden could balance warmth with authority, his reputation commanding respect without effort. The company staff, seated nearby, exchanged quiet glances of pride at being so well-represented tonight. On the opposite end of the hall, Dimitri Jenkins was no less the center of gravity. Though he hadnโt moved from
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