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Saviour in devil's disguise: One

Author: Milove
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Adele's pulse was still racing when Lucian carried her in his arms down to the parking lot, his powerful stride making it look effortless. She had no idea how the evening had spiraled so out of control. Only moments ago, she'd been staring down a future she couldn't stomach, trapped in an arranged marriage with no way out, until he intervened.

The cool night air hit her skin as they exited the building, but she barely noticed. Her entire focus was on Lucian, the way his cologne surrounded her, faintly sweet but with a sharp, dangerous edge. Her head was buried against his chest, her arms clutching him tightly as though letting go would cause her to fall apart.

"You can stop clinging to me now," he said, his deep voice cutting through the haze of her thoughts.

Only then did Adele realize how tightly she had been holding on to him, how she was enjoying the musky smell of his cologne. Embarrassed, she quickly unwrapped herself and scrambled out of his arms, her feet landing unsteadily on
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