The Billionaire's Secret Bride
Always him, leaning against the corner of his desk, calm, untouchable, yet somehow magnetic in a way that made her chest tighten with every glance.
She paused just inside the door, feeling the weight of her own nerves pressing down on her chest. “I… I brought the files you requested,” she said, voice barely above a whisper. She laid them on the edge of the desk, arranging them neatly, though her fingers shook slightly.
Ethan’s gaze lifted from the document he was reviewing. His eyes met hers, and something unspoken flickered there—a recognition of tension, of hesitation, and maybe… anticipation. “Thank you, Ariana,” he said, voice low, smooth, almost teasing. He pushed a strand of hair behin
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