Perhaps it was the heat—Sharon had undone a few buttons at her collar. Her collarbone peeked through, pale and enticing, stirring thoughts that refused to be tamed.Thomas's fingers tightened. His long lashes lowered, and he deliberately averted his gaze."Sharon… drink the sobering tea first," he murmured.Dazed, Sharon blinked and took the cup from his hand, whispering a soft, "Thank you."She sipped cautiously, small, careful mouthfuls. The water left a subtle sheen on her lips, giving them a glossy allure, an unspoken charm that made him ache to touch.Thomas's gaze darkened. His throat felt tight, his pulse quickening.He had never been a man swayed by mere beauty. Yet now, he felt heat rising in his chest, a struggle to maintain control gnawing at him.His eyes narrowed, instinct sharpening. Something was off.Rising, he moved through the room with careful precision.In a corner of the bathroom, he found a small incense burner, now burned out.It was harmless, yet the i
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