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Chapter 28: Slowly

Author: Black Pearl
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Isla’s POV

Julian took me to Belvedere Restaurant, tucked inside Holland Park, just a few minutes away from my apartment. The place was quite sophisticated, with a picture-perfect view of the Kyoto Garden.

“This is not a date. You still owe me one,” I reminded him, making sure my tone carried extra emphasis.

“Whatever you say.” He leaned back in his chair. “I’m just here to eat.”

Right on cue, my stomach growled loud enough to be heard across the entire garden. His lips curved into a wicked smile, amusement flickering in his eyes.

“How’s your relationship with your parents?” I shot back, pretending like my dignity hadn’t just committed suicide.

He arched a brow. “That’s your question of the day?”

I nodded sweetly. “You didn’t put a cap on how many questions I could ask today. Consider this my warm-up round.”

The regret in his expression was priceless. He knew he’d made a mistake opening that door for me, and now I was marching right in without any intention of leaving.

“Fine.” He fina
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