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Chapter 36

Author: Lady-Noir
last update publish date: 2026-07-01 18:09:25

Ravelle knew every corner of the mansion by heart. After the sound of Kyle's and Jessica's footsteps faded away from the hallway outside her room, she moved silently toward the balcony connected to the emergency staircase at the back of the house—a route usually used only by the servants to clean the outdoor area. With calm and precise movements, she managed to slip out without attracting Soraya's attention or alerting the guards at the front gate.

A black sedan with a quiet engine was already
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    That intense kiss slowly broke, leaving behind heavy breaths chasing each other between them. Ravelle's consciousness was suddenly pulled back to reality. Her heart pounded so fast, beating against her chest cavity with a sudden surge of hesitation. She placed both palms on Erlan's chest, holding the distance between them so as not to go any further."I'm sorry, El... we shouldn't be like this," Ravelle whispered in a trembling voice, her eyes moving restlessly, avoiding Erlan's sharp gaze.Erlan did not move his body back at all. His sturdy arms were still tightly locking Ravelle's waist, staring directly into the woman's pupils with a dark glint laden with passion and firmness. "Vel. I want this," Erlan replied, his voice sounding very low and raspy."But, I..." Ravelle swallowed, her throat felt choked. The shadow of her complicated status held back her walls of logic."You and Kyle are divorced, okay?" Erlan cut in quickly, as if he knew what was raging in Ravelle's head. "Your ma

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