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Chapter 22.Penthouse Bound

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Adrian didn’t go back to his office after the walk. He stopped at Elara’s workstation instead, closed every open file with quick, deliberate taps, and stood there a moment — too still, too focused.

Something had changed in him.

She felt it before he even opened his mouth.

“Elara,” he said, “you’re not going back to your apartment tonight.”

She blinked. “What? Adrian, come on. Someone probed the system. That doesn’t mean—”

“It wasn’t probing.” His voice was steady. “It was a warning.”

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Heating up real nicely. Adrian got her to his house? This is fishy
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