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Chapter 21

Author: Raffie
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-06 01:53:06

It felt like the ground had disappeared beneath her.

Irene stood frozen, still breathless, her body pressed against the memory of what had just happened. Her lips tingled. Her thighs ached. Every nerve still buzzed from the heat of Ryan’s touch.

She couldn’t believe it.

What had she done?

She glanced sideways. Ryan hadn’t moved either. He straightened his coat with calm, practiced hands, but his jaw was clenched tight. He wouldn’t look at her.

They both reached for the elevator button at the same time. Their fingers brushed.

She jerked hers back instantly, like she’d touched fire. He didn’t even flinch.

His face turned colder than she’d ever seen it.

He pressed the button. The doors opened with a quiet ding.

She hesitated.

Then she stepped out on wobbly legs, half-expecting him to follow, to say something—anything. But he stayed behind, silent, as the elevator doors closed again.

Alone.

She let out a shaky breath she didn’t know she was holding.

Her limbs felt like jelly. She walked s
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