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CHAPTER 20: Shelter From the Storm

Penulis: Efita
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-03 17:06:00

The rain blurred my vision, turning the city lights into hazy streaks of gold and red. I could still see him, though—Marco, striding through the storm like it belonged to him.

My fingers curled around the damp fabric of my dress, a strange tightness in my chest as I waited.

A sleek black car pulled up moments later, its tires slicing through puddles on the asphalt. The door swung open, and Marco stepped out, water dripping from his hair onto his sharp cheekbones. Even drenched, he was devastating.

“Come on,” he called, his voice cutting through the rain.

I hesitated for only a second before hurrying toward him. The moment I slid into the car, warmth enveloped me. The contrast was jarring—cold rain still clinging to my skin, heat seeping from the plush leather seats.

Marco followed, shutting the door behind him. The scent of rain and his cologne filled the space

Marco ran a hand through his wet hair, then shifted his gaze to
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