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Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 1128    |    Released on: 05/06/2025

y it hugged her chest-it was one of her favourites. But the way he looked at her? It was different. It wasn't sleazy or shy-it was inten

id it-flat

ss you

d back, eye

use

. Just scanned the ro

spoken to y

d in her gut. She kep

t of talking to peop

k at her again. T

ing, I'd like to finish my dinner. But the lo

into a smirk,

ut

w tigh

ou're here, or just

nto a grin-sharp, k

her heart s

ted th

d up saying, "Though how our paths nev

d it. There was no way for her to control this narrative. Rumours would fly around the city tomorrow, articles w

would the innocent, saint-like Wh

billionaire o

right. Jason was usually out every week or so with a different woman. Now, there was nothing wrong with that; Indi

heard innocent or saint-like before..." His intense gaze sent a wave

," he s

t called much worse." Elbows on the table, India leaned forward. "But you k

ottom lip with his thumb, her eyes glued to the ac

, sipping at her wine,

s how the gossip mill works, you sure have developed quite the opinio

er, but India noticed how his jaw flexed. "But you're mistaken. I don't bother reading

ed the slow movements of his index finger and thumb, gliding up and down. His fingers were long and delici

tful dreams. Bruised and red, with small cuts littering

feed fake stories to the press to distract from the bad." Jason pick

uck." She told him, "Maybe

a laugh, a shadow of a di

ittle act of playboy is the distraction. Why would anyone bother

n was nothing more than a ploy to distract everyone from the real scandals the Glover

pstick stain she had left on it. Deep berry-red met his bottom lip, and flashes

r. Their eyes connected as he wiped off the remnants of her lip

he wondered what he would look like with a real smile. His voice brought h

ure it

ction, "Maybe next time you w

higher. "Don't cou

d, he finally stood up, straightening his suit jacket. Gold cufflinks gleamed in the light, bringi

e her. She froze, spine stiffening. He was behind her, tucking her hair behind her ear. A puff of hot air fanned down her neck and ches

r, "You should speak with your father. We'll

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