Chapter 02 The man sitting beside me was wearing an immaculate charcoal suit. He had sharp, striking features, dark hair brushed back, and gray eyes that caught the dim light of the bar. He looked dangerous, expensive, and completely out of place in a regular lounge. He wasn't looking at his phone. He was looking directly at me. "Bad night?" He asked. His voice was smooth, carrying a quiet authority that made my pulse jump. "You could say that.” I said, taking a sip of the bourbon as the bartender set it down. "What’s your excuse?" "Boredom.” He replied, his gaze drifting down to my lips before rising back to my eyes. "Until about two minutes ago." There was no polite small talk, no fake pleasantries. The attraction between us was instant, heavy, and almost suffocating. He didn't ask for my name, and I didn't offer it. For the first time in five years, I didn't want to be Allison—the quiet, hardworking wife. I just wanted to feel alive. "Do you live here?" I asked,
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