Elara’s heart pounded fiercely in her chest as she stood there in the sleek kitchen of Kael’s apartment.She stared at him for a long moment, taking in the tension in his broad shoulders, the stubborn set of his jaw, the way his dark hair fell messily over his forehead, and the storm brewing in his intense eyes.The air between them crackled with something raw and electric, pulling her in despite the anger burning hot inside her.“Kael,” she called out suddenly, her voice sharp and clear.He stopped mid-step and turned slowly toward her, his gaze locking onto hers with a mix of irritation and deeper intensity.“Okay,” he said in a low, challenging tone, “so what do you have to say about this?”Elara stepped closer until she could feel the heat coming off his body, her pulse racing even faster. “I don’t have anything to say about your so-called evidence,” she replied steadily, fire lacing every word. “But here’s what I really want to tell you. First, fuck you. Second, I don’t think you
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