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S2 ⊰ 1 ⊱ Proposition of a Lifetime
The car ride is suffocating, the air thick with tension. I can’t help but steal glances at Cade, his knuckles white as he grips the steering wheel, his jaw clenched so tight I fear it might snap. The muscles in his neck strain, the vein in his forehead throbbing with barely contained rage. He stares straight ahead, his eyes hard and unblinking, fixed on the road.
I want to reach out, to lay a comforting hand on his arm, but I hesitate. He’s like a coiled spring, ready to explode at the slightest touch. So I sit still, my hands tightly in my lap, my heart hammering against my ribs.
What’s going through your mind, Cade?
It’s not long before Cade’s parking the car in the garage, the place a testament to his wealth and status. The sleek black and white marble floor gleams under the soft overhead lights. To the left, his prized possessions: the black Ferrari his father gifted him for his 25th birthday. It sits, polished to perfe
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