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Chapter Forty Seven

Author: Kelace
last update publish date: 2026-03-16 13:26:55

Chapter 47

Max’s POV

Her scent reaches me before she even reaches the door. That tantalizing mix. Wildflowers. Honey. Fresh. Soothing.

She knocks softly. Her voice carries through the door “Housekeeping.”

I do not respond. She repeats it then I hear the soft click of the lock as she uses the keycard. The faint rattle of her cart wheels on marble.

I don’t move from the bedroom doorway. I’ve been standing here for twenty minutes, robe loosely tied pretending to read the same damn document Da
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