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Author: Western.R
last update publish date: 2026-03-23 15:38:26

Lucas hadn’t planned to let her tag along, obviously he'd love that but look at the down side, there's no fucking way he'd be able to concentrate at work.

She was a fucking distraction.

Valentina rarely asked for things from him, monetarily, emotitionally and physically. His world outside their home had always felt like something she only half belonged to—something she kept a cautious distance from. But that morning, while he buttoned his shirt and checked his phone for the fourth time, she ask
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    After one full day of plotting , the next day started with Valentina casually walking into Lucas's room, dressed in a sweatshirt that didn’t belong to her and holding a cup of coffee. She leaned against the doorway like she had all the time in the world.“I want to take you out,” she said.Lucas looked up from what he was doing, amused. “Take me out?”“Yes. On a proper date. I should be the man for once.”He leaned back in his chair. “Should I be worried?”“Maybe,” she said, teasing. “But I’ll need to borrow your jet. Since, you know, I don’t have one yet.”He blinked, then chuckled. “You want to fly somewhere for this date?”She raised her brows. “Unless you want to drive for eleven hours or you're busy which you're not. I checked in with slutty Nancy and she said you've got a few meetings but they are not that important. So schedule cleared for a while”He looked at her for a moment longer. Then shrugged. “Alright. Where are we going?”“Just pack light. You’ll find out.”~They both

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    The office had good emptied out slowly. Val had stayed behind with Lucas for a while longer, finishing a few paperwork notes Nancy handed off, before finally closing up and walking out with him. The sun was already dipping low over the horizon, casting warm gold tones across the building's glass as they rode home in silence with Rue curled on the backseat, asleep.But Val wasn’t in the mood to go straight home. Something had been simmering quietly inside her lately, a weird craving she couldn’t shake. She'd been thinking about it all week—the buttered crab from the luxury hotel restaurant downtown. Ever since she tasted it at one of those formal events Lucas had dragged her to months ago, she hadn’t stopped thinking about it.So after changing into something more casual and pulling her hair into a high, effortless bun, she grabbed Lucas' card, slipped on a pair of loafers, and told Lucas she'd be back. Before he'd say a think, she added she was going to take the guards, and would get

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    Olive had been up since dawn, scrolling through old photos, digging through archives, comparing blurry party shots and tagged group pictures—names she couldn't trace, faces that weren’t in any employment system, guests whose identities seemed too clean to be real.She was this close to going crazy.She never knew it was going to be this hard. It's excruciating.She hadn’t made much headway. Most leads had led nowhere. But today she hoped everything would fall into their places for fucking once. She can't handle another disappointed look from Lucas. He wanted her to go back to driving until he found something different for her to work on again, but she got itchy butt sitting in the car for too long thinking of ways to make him proud of her, to wipe the disappointment off his face, and only came to one conclusion. She had to dig up something spicy to shake the earth.Okay, maybe that was a little far.But as long as he doesn't look disappointed, she was okay and good to go.Olive parked

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