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TWENTY-ONE (3): Helping Out
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2024-10-30 16:45:31Lila hurriedly got Aaron and Winnie out of the car, huddling under their umbrellas as they made their way to the front door of Dominic’s home. Rain drizzled steadily, a cold dampness creeping into the air that made her instinctively adjust Winnie higher on her hip, trying to shield the toddler as much as she could. The house loomed ahead.
When they reached the door, Lila set Winnie down for a moment to check if the door was unlocked, but to her dismay, it was firmly shut. The toddler, her eyes half-closed with sleep, leaned heavily against Lila’s leg. Shifting her weight, Lila dug into her pocket to pull out her phone, first trying Dominic’s number. As Marcus had warned, the call went straight to voicemail. From where she stood on the porch, Lila could faintly hear the muted sound of a ringtone from inside the house, but it quickly cut off.
“Looks like your dad’s a pretty heavy sleeper,” Lila muttered to Aaron, who had
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His strong, broad frame rested on the desk, his shirt long discarded. The faint glow of the computer monitor in front of him cast soft light over his bare torso, revealing the lines of muscle that shifted with his steady breathing. Lila’s eyes couldn’t help but linger, taking in every inch of his tanned skin, the slight curve of his back as he slept deeply.“Dad’s really tired,” Aaron whispered innocently, standing beside her. But Lila barely registered the words. Her mind was elsewhere—caught in the realization of just how much Dominic affected her.She swallowed hard, forcing herself to look away. What was she doing? This wasn’t like her, not at all. Just over a month ago, she had left James, still reeling from the mess her marriage had become. How could she possibly be feeling… this? Her heart pounded in her chest as she fought the wave of emotions rushing through her.But it was undeniable. She was drawn
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With a quiet resolve, Lila rolled up her sleeves and stepped into the living room.She started by gathering the scattered toys, little cars and soft stuffed animals that had been flung around in the middle of playtime. She took her time, gently placing each toy in a small woven basket near the couch. Next, she picked up the throw blankets, folding them neatly and draping them over the back of the couch. Every few moments, her eyes flicked over to the study door, the sight of Dominic asleep etched vividly in her memory.After she was finished with the living room, she moved to the kitchen. A small pike of dishes sat in the sink, and the countertops bore traces of breakfast cereal and the crumbs of hastily-made snacks. She rolled up her sleeves further, turning on the warm water and beginning to wash each dish with practiced ease. The repetitive action allowed her mind to drift back to the heat she’d felt earlier, the strange thrill that had come with the idea of b
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Dominic took a step closer, and Lila’s pulse beat quicker, her heart caught in the wild thrill of anticipation. There was something intoxicating in his gaze, something that made her feel as if he were peeling away her walls, layer by layer, with each unspoken word. The air between them felt , electric, and she knew if she didn’t step back now, she’d be swept away in whatever was about to happen.His face was only inches from hers, his gaze flickering to her lips in a way that sent a shiver down her spine. Her breathing hitched. She felt herself leaning in, just a fraction, but enough to betray how much she wanted to close that small distance between them. She didn’t know what had come over her, this overwhelming desire to abandon all her worries and cautions and let herself feel something she hadn’t dared in a very long time. Dominic’s presence was waking her up, sparking something in her that she hadn’t realized she missed.
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“You mean Rachel, the woman who lives here solely because you’re supporting her. The same Rachel who’s always ‘loved’ you—as long as there’s money involved?” She shook her head. “Let me get this straight. She’s afraid you’ll leave her… so she’s decided the best way to keep you is to scream at you?”James’s face tightened, and he visibly stiffened at her words, his face a mixture of hurt and indignation. He rubbed his eyes, sinking lower into the chair. “It’s not like that, Annabelle,” he said defensively, though he sounded more like he was trying to convince himself than her. “She’s just upset.”“Oh, it’s not?” Her tone was sharp, relentless. “Rachel might seem upset now, but that’s only because she’s terrified her free ride’s about to end. It’s not you she’s afraid of losing, James. It&rsqu
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Annabelle crossed the room with steady steps, keeping her face neutral as she met his gaze. But the closer she got, the more she felt that prickling awareness again, the same one she’d felt every time she was near him. She sat down, crossing one leg over the other and folding her hands in her lap."Thank you for seeing me, Mr. Winters," she said, careful to keep her tone level."Of course," he replied, leaning back in his chair. "I must say, I was curious when I heard you were here. I didn’t think I’d see you again so soon after our last conversation.”The corners of his mouth lifted in a faint smile, but his eyes remained unreadable. He was testing her, she realized, waiting to see what angle she would take. Annabelle met his gaze evenly.“I didn’t think so either,” she admitted, “but I couldn’t stay away—not when you gave me that hint about the contract.”He raised an eyebrow
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Annabelle was momentarily at a loss, taken aback by his sincerity. But before she could respond, Andre stood and walked toward her, crossing the room with a quiet, powerful intensity. He stopped when he was just inches from her, his presence almost overwhelming as he reached down and traced a finger along her jawline. A shiver ran through her as his eyes bore into hers. His voice softened, but his words were edged with hidden anger. “But you can understand my disappointment in seeing how your family treated her. Now that she’s no longer part of the Robinson name, I have no desire to continue this arrangement. I have no reason to care about your company’s success—or failure.”Annabelle bristled at his words. His dismissal of her family was cutting, even if it was grounded in James’s reckless behavior.His fingers dropped, his eyes hardening. “I’ve heard how James treated her. And I’ve heard how she was discarded, as
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