The Wrong Night with Mr. Right
Apparently realising the same conundrum, Lara subtly shook her head at Alessia, a silent plea for her to remain quiet.
Alessia understood the unspoken message and held her tongue, her expression a mix of hesitation and conflict.
Taking a step closer, Logan’s imposing figure towered over Lara, his commanding presence palpable.
Lara felt herself shrinking beneath his scrutiny, unable to meet his piercing gaze.
Her hand trembled slightly, betraying the internal turmoil she fought to conceal.
She took a deep breath, her voice steady but tinged with a touch of nervousness.
‘Yes, I took those pictures,’ Lara admitted, her words barely above a whisper. ‘And I also wrote the article.’
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