I gripped the edge of the cold mahogany desk, my knuckles white. My reflection in the glass looked like a ghost pale, trembling, and trapped. Behind me, the click of a designer lighter echoed. The scent of sandalwood and expensive tobacco drifted toward me, followed by the heat of a body that didn't need to touch me to make me shiver."Bakit ka tumitigil sa tapat ng bintana, Elira? Natatakot ka ba sa taas ng Makati o sa talim ng titig ko?"Zayden’s voice was a low, melodic threat. I felt his presence loom, a predator closing the distance."Zayden, alam mong hindi ang taas ang nagpapakaba sa akin," I whispered, my voice hitching as I felt the warmth of his breath against the nape of my neck. "Ang ingay ng siyudad sa ibaba... parang hinihigop ang lahat ng hangin dito sa loob ng opisina mo.""Liar." He stepped closer, his chest grazing my back. The fine wool of his suit felt like a brand. "Ramdam ko ang panginginig ng mga balikat mo habang nakatingin ka sa mga ilaw. Hindi ang siyudad an
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