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Chapter 48 - Skybound Temptation
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Valentina’s POV The desert blurred around me as I rode, fast, furious and aimless. I couldn’t see as sand stung my eyes, wind slapped my cheeks, but it was nothing compared to what burned inside me. Raffaele’s words still echoed in my head. Every accusation, every doubt. Did you sleep with them? You’re not worthy! I dug my heels in harder, pushing the horse faster towards it’s limits. I didn’t know where I was going—only that I had to get away. Eventually, the golden dunes gave way to something unexpected. Palm trees. A sliver pool of still water reflecting the sky. An oasis. I dismounted clumsily, nearly stumbling in the sand. My heart was racing. My chest felt tight. I didn’t cry—I couldn’t. I just… undid the straps of my sandals, let them fall, and walked into the water fully clothed. The chill bit into my skin. But I welcomed it. I wanted to wash everything off. The betrayal. The guilt. The ache in my chest that wouldn’t leave no matter how far I ran. I wanted Raff
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The Tycoon’s Temptress - Red Flower’s Chase Chapter 48 - Skybound Temptation
Raffaele's POV The desert rolled beneath us in endless folds of gold, the morning sun burning the dunes into molten waves. The only sound was the occasional roar of the flame above as our captain, Hembapu Zimmermann, adjusted the burner. Valentina stood beside me, the wind teasing strands of her dark hair across her cheek—her gaze locked on the horizon, like she already belonged, here with me by her side. “Do you like it, Valentina?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. She leaned into my chest for once. “Yes. I adore it.” “Do you adore the horizon… or me?” I said with a smirk. “Don’t be silly. You know how I feel about you,” she said, giving my chest a playful push. “Actually, no. I think I do—but then I make one wrong move, and suddenly I don’t know what’s up or down anymore.” “All within good time… as I said, Raffaele. Don’t be so impatient.” I sighed and just held her. Nothing was ever easy when it came to Valentina. Hembapu Zimmermann interrupted our quiet moment. “Prepare
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