When Enemies Breathe Together
T.A Quinna secretive deal with my billionaire bossafter the contract ends, the ceo regretsthe contract has been sealedthe billionaire’s last clause
Outside, thunder rolled across the city.
Inside, she made a choice.
She stepped into him.
Not surrender. Not forgiveness.
Just closeness.
His hands hovered at her waist, uncertain for once.
“This doesn’t erase what you did,” she whispered.
“I know.”
“But it doesn’t erase this either.”
He closed his eyes briefly, forehead resting against hers.
“I don’t know how to do this without breaking something,” he admitted.
“Then break the right things,” she said.
Lightning flashed outside.
Her phone buzzed again.