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Chapter 18:Bent By My Rival

Author: Queen jessy
last update publish date: 2026-06-03 16:38:55

The department function had been unbearable. Forty minutes of pretending they weren’t watching each other across the room. Forty minutes of polite conversations while Nadia felt his eyes on her like hands. The dark green dress suddenly felt too tight, too revealing. Every time their gazes locked her stomach flipped and heat pooled low between her legs.

When Jonah finally walked over to the drinks table, she didn’t move away.

They barely spoke. Just stood there, close enough that his arm brushed
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