Chapter Thirty Five
This chapter contains mature romantic content intended for adult readers (18+).
If you're uncomfortable with intimate scenes, please feel free to skip this chapter — the story will still make sense afterward.
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The villa glowed in the warm light of early evening. The sun hung low, casting gold across the floor and long, moving shadows on the walls.
Elena sat on the edge of the couch, fingers tracing the hem of her dress. Her mind was running faster than her heartbeat.
Adrian stood by the terrace doors, staring out at the horizon. The soft light outlined his face, his jaw tight, his brows slightly drawn, like he was lost in deep thought.
When he turned, he almost caught her staring. Their eyes met, and everything seemed to stop for a second. The air felt heavy, charged like something was about to happen.
Elena's pulse quickened. She'd felt this pull before, but this time it was stronger, almost magnetic.
"Ellie," he said quietly. "Can we talk?"
