Deimos' POV Perseus is smiling at me from across the table. For some reason today, he's dressed in extremely casual clothes like a normal person. I haven't seen him dress this way in a long time. Not since our Uni days. “What's the special occasion? Why do you look like a college student?” “No reason. I'm just trying out a new style. Do I look good, Mr. Escarrá?” “How would I know?” I turn back to my screen. “Pity. If only Anesha were here, I'd have been rolling in compliments.” I freeze at the mention of her name. My pulse racing as flashbacks of her lips pressed against my skin resurface. Ever since I got to work, I'd been trying desperately to forget about it. To wipe her off my memory. To remind myself that this is nothing to get worked up about. “While we're on the subject, how did it go yesterday? Did you run out to go look for her?” I scowl at him. “No, I didn't.” “I thought you wouldn't. You probably sat here while the suspense was killing you and kept quiet ab
Last Updated : 2025-08-19
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