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Their lips met again, this time with more urgency, more need. The kiss wasn’t tentative now; it was demanding, filled with everything they hadn’t said. Darius’s hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer as her towel loosened slightly.“Are you sure about this?” he murmured against her lips, his voice rough, his breath hot.Hezekiah nodded, her eyes locked on his. “Stop asking questions,” she whispered, her voice trembling but resoluteDarius’s eyes darkened, the weight of her trust sinking into him. “If you’re sure,” he said, his voice almost a plea, giving her one last chance to reconsider.In response, Hezekiah closed the space between them, her trembling hands reaching up to cup his face. She pulled him into a kiss—soft, tentative, but filled with yearning. Darius deepened the kiss, his arms wrapping around her, pulling her close.The towel slipped from her shoulders, pooling at her feet as Darius’s hands traced the curve of her back. He moved with reverence, his touch gentle, a
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Hezekiah was sprawled on the floor, her eyes puffy and red from hours of crying. The empty apartment was bizarrely silent, except for the faint buzzing of her phone, which she ignored until a louder banging at the door startled her awake. Groaning, she sat up, rubbing her aching neck from the uncomfortable position on the hard floor. “Hezekiah! It’s me! Open up!” Eva Grace’s voice called from outside. Hezekiah shuffled to the door, wiping at her face hastily. The moment she opened it, Eva Grace Harrington burst in, her vibrant energy filling the small apartment. “There you are! Goodness, what on earth happened to you? You look like you’ve been hit by a truck!” Eva exclaimed, setting down a large paper bag filled with food and a beautifully wrapped gift. Hezekiah attempted a weak smile. “Hi, Eva.” “Don’t ‘Hi, Eva’ me,” Eva said, narrowing her eyes. “Why is your phone off? And why were you sleeping on the floor? ." She saw the pillow near her and her things. "Also—” She stopped mid-
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After eating and washing the dishes Hezekiah sat on the couch, her hands trembling slightly as she stared at the floor, deep in thought. Eva sat beside her, concern written all over her face. She had just returned from her trip to Madrid and was now fully immersed in her best friend's turmoil. Eva studied Hezekiah for a moment, her brow furrowing. "Hezekiah... I have to ask... Did you and Darius...?" She trailed off, not sure how to phrase the question without sounding too blunt. Hezekiah's heart skipped a beat. The question Eva was about to ask felt like a sharp blade, slicing through the uncertainty that had been eating at her for days. Her voice came out in a barely audible whisper. "No, we didn’t use protection." Eva's jaw dropped. "What? Are you serious?" she asked, her voice rising in shock. "Hezekiah, you didn’t—" "I didn’t think... I didn’t even consider it," Hezekiah confessed, the guilt pressing down on her chest. "We... we did it multiple times. I wasn’t thinking."
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Hezekiah tried to shake off her unease as she drove to Sandro’s condo. His message earlier, saying he had cooked dinner for them, had caught her off guard. She hesitated at first but eventually agreed, knowing she couldn’t avoid him forever.As she parked her car and made her way up to his unit, the weight of guilt pressed harder against her chest. She couldn’t stop thinking about the night she’d spent with Darius. It haunted her—the way she’d betrayed the man who loved her so deeply.When she entered the condo, the smell of freshly cooked pasta greeted her. Sandro was bustling around the kitchen, setting the table with a content smile on his face."There you are," he said warmly, looking up as she entered. "Perfect timing. Dinner’s almost ready."Hezekiah forced a smile. "Smells amazing, Babe. You didn’t have to go through all this trouble.""It’s no trouble," he replied, waving her off. "You’ve had a tough week, and I wanted to do something special for you."Her heart ached at his w
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Hezekiah was sprawled on the floor, her eyes puffy and red from hours of crying. The empty apartment was bizarrely silent, except for the faint buzzing of her phone, which she ignored until a louder banging at the door startled her awake. Groaning, she sat up, rubbing her aching neck from the uncomfortable position on the hard floor. “Hezekiah! It’s me! Open up!” Eva Grace’s voice called from outside. Hezekiah shuffled to the door, wiping at her face hastily. The moment she opened it, Eva Grace Harrington burst in, her vibrant energy filling the small apartment. “There you are! Goodness, what on earth happened to you? You look like you’ve been hit by a truck!” Eva exclaimed, setting down a large paper bag filled with food and a beautifully wrapped gift. Hezekiah attempted a weak smile. “Hi, Eva.” “Don’t ‘Hi, Eva’ me,” Eva said, narrowing her eyes. “Why is your phone off? And why were you sleeping on the floor? ." She saw the pillow near her and her things. "Also—” She stopped mid-
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Their lips met again, this time with more urgency, more need. The kiss wasn’t tentative now; it was demanding, filled with everything they hadn’t said. Darius’s hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer as her towel loosened slightly.“Are you sure about this?” he murmured against her lips, his voice rough, his breath hot.Hezekiah nodded, her eyes locked on his. “Stop asking questions,” she whispered, her voice trembling but resoluteDarius’s eyes darkened, the weight of her trust sinking into him. “If you’re sure,” he said, his voice almost a plea, giving her one last chance to reconsider.In response, Hezekiah closed the space between them, her trembling hands reaching up to cup his face. She pulled him into a kiss—soft, tentative, but filled with yearning. Darius deepened the kiss, his arms wrapping around her, pulling her close.The towel slipped from her shoulders, pooling at her feet as Darius’s hands traced the curve of her back. He moved with reverence, his touch gentle, a
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As they walked to the building, the silence between them was almost comfortable, broken only by the distant hum of the city waking up. But Hezekiah’s mind wasn’t at ease. The night had been a rare escape, but reality was waiting to remind her of its weight. Just as they reached her building’s entrance, she turned to face him, crossing her arms. “You know this—tonight—doesn’t change the fact that you’re my boss, Darius.” He stopped, his expression shifting. “I didn’t bring you here as your boss, Hezekiah.” “But you are,” she said firmly, her voice steady but her eyes betraying the storm within. “And I’m just your secretary. Or your assistant. Whatever title suits the day.” “That’s not how I see you,” he said, his tone sharper now. “Really?” she challenged, raising an eyebrow. “Because every time you walk into that office, I’m reminded of exactly where I stand. You’re the Hedalgo heir, the one with the power, the authority, the legacy. I’m the one who makes sure your schedule
