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Chasing The Mate No Rejection

Chapter 2 The Watch That Cost More Than a Kiss

Word Count: 1112    |    Released on: 24/02/2025

hopping mall led straight to

aric as he stepped inside, his assistant

mosphere around him was suffocating. His presence

i

tor doors

t Alaric barely acknowledged his surroundings. His

red strapless gown hugging her curves in all the right places. She

, welco

as silk, her eyes locked onto

n't even spare

f the conference table, his gaze landing on the expe

wrist, he tossed it into

d, her fingers tightenin

e, his voice laced with irritation

e edge to it. "I pulled out my father's treasured collection just to welcome you back..."

ve to guess-i

t, and entirely out of pl

ed her of the tacky perfumes worn by w

rnational. Uninvited guests aren't welcome." His wor

r a brief second before she maske

ng closer, "will you come with

est of his chair, one hand trac

idn't ev

t marry

lat, his patien

arp. "Oh, Alaric," she murmured, "you know the situation at the ma

chuckle. "Neither you nor your

the wine in her

again last week. I asked my brother to return to the country to create a

s jaw t

ngs to pull, but he refused to

rist, to the spot where h

as g

but a flicker of something unr

s of our engagement has already spread. It's all over the media. Do yo

k to her, irritation flas

playing these cheap

avered, but her grip on

just enough for her breath to brush against his ear. "And to

and strode out, the sharp click of

ned tense long

tated before stepping f

ting him off. His mind wa

as o

an from

dacity to bump into hi

o his coat pocket, sea

o

es dar

to his most trusted subordinate, Beta Kaia. "F

. "Yes, Alp

dollar watch mean

d caught h

never let

-

the C

butter filled the air i

ay, her fingers tapping against her

glow of the store's lighting highlighting her golden-toned skin. Her wa

e?" she asked, flash

ing just right, her long lashe

o hundred and twenty," he stammered.

t up for me. And tie

package the cake, sti

pulling out a sleek black wal

she flipped it

of credit cards-non

omach

sh

erk was already back, hold

ets, only managing to scrape toge

eeks b

d. "Uh, we don't a

lip, thinkin

unt," the clerk offered quickly, c

hrew in a couple of handmade lollipops. She wi

e bag and hurried home-back to the s

ont door, the sound of urgent

er, the door

man stood there, her ga

stomach

. wasn

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