The city seemed almost peaceful that morning, a deceptive calm that belied the chaos threatening to erupt from every corner. Vanessa sat at the kitchen island of Alexander’s penthouse, hands wrapped around a mug of coffee that had long gone cold. Steam swirled upward, twisting and curling like the thoughts that refused to leave her mind. The night’s events, the near-misses, the adrenaline, the kisses, the whispered promises, they all collided in a tight knot of emotion she couldn’t untangle.Alexander entered quietly, dressed impeccably in a charcoal-gray suit, tie loosened, jacket slung over one arm. Even in the soft morning light, he exuded authority, danger, and magnetic pull. But beneath the perfect veneer, she glimpsed something new, a shadow of uncertainty in his dark eyes, one that mirrored the restlessness she felt.“Morning,” he said, voice low, careful.“Morning,” Vanessa replied softly, still staring into the
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