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Chapter 9 ADRIAN'S POV

Word Count: 672    |    Released on: 15/07/2025

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IAN'

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hirty-seven

y acc

't just strategic - it was theatrical. And this mee

hand resting casually in his pocket, his gaze scanning

e

na M

polished rhythm of his

llness was a lie. He could feel it. Like tension strung

lored confidence, cool elegance. No wed

ess wasn't weakne

e before. Long be

ge had neve

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ive years ag

that blurred streets into watercolor and forced eve

ide for espress

ere sh

dn't know - back then. Her face half-hidden by a coat collar, fingers trembling

sband, he would later realize - spoke w

in the booth like a sta

watched. Quietly. Fully. Memoriz

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he Presen

ere. Not brok

ish

t unre

s team knew the numbers. Knew the rollout plans and capital strate

r answers. Crisp.

or hesitation

about retail margins and her eyes

r of somet

nitio

atte

had

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idn't sit. Didn't confront her directly. Just walked to the wi

erview you didn't want a l

d said she di

knew

ber what they write

ker of confusion cross her

Especially the thing

had deleted it after seven days. Probably emba

an didn'

ision. And because I knew it would take so

d. "What do you

y made his m

m in. Turn this into

interested

me the woman the wor

. Guarded. But

o

the door. Let the sil

invitation. To th

asure?" - she said it lightly, b

most honest answe

Bot

ould see the way his hands

wanted... wasn

anym

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