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As Shawn ran off down the hallway like a man fleeing for his life, Julian was still pacing the corridors of the semi-third floor, his frustration boiling over. He had been looking everywhere for where they had gone. Suddenly, his sharp eyes sighted Shawn rushing past a distant corner. Julian froze, a bit startled by the sight of the confident CEO running off in such a frantic state. Shawn looked completely disheveled, his hands trembling as he loosened his tie, disappearing toward the elevators. Julian didn't waste a single second. He immediately moved with long, athletic strides and went directly into the private corridor where he had seen Shawn come out from. He pushed through a set of heavy glass doors, but the moment he stepped onto the open decking and noticed the lavish decorations, he was completely surprised and angered at the same time. The thickly scattered red rose petals, the glowing candles, and the romantic atmosphere made it crystal clear. He could tell at once that S

Julian stood in the middle of his luxurious penthouse suite, his heart hammering against his ribs. The warmth of Valeria's body, the sweet scent of her skin, and the desperate hunger of her lips were pulling him down into a dark vortex of pure desire. He was on the very edge of losing his mind completely, his body screaming at him to just give in and take what he had been craving for five long years. But just as he was about to succumb to her wild longing, a sharp spark of sanity kicked in, and he slowed down. He forced himself to pull back his head just an inch, his breathing heavy and ragged. He looked down at her flushed, beautiful face. This wasn't just any random woman he could have a mindless night with. This was Valeria. She was the absolute love of his life, the keeper of his heart, and right now, she was clearly not in her right state of mind. She was deeply intoxicated, acting completely out of character. On top of that, they weren't even on good terms yet. They hadn't s

Shawn immediately stood up, his heart hammering against his ribs in pure panic. He quickly grabbed a spare sheet from the edge of the bed and wrapped it tightly around his waist to cover his naked self. "Who the hell are you?!" his voice thundered through the quiet room, echoing off the high ceiling. The woman on the bed flinched violently, gripping the duvet even tighter against her bare chest. She looked completely terrified, her eyes wide and glassy. She didn't answer because she also didn't have any idea as to how she’d arrived there in his bed. It happened that she was deeply drunk as well last night, and her mind was a total blank. Shawn was utterly enraged. He didn't care about this stranger; his mind was spinning with fear for the woman he actually brought to the hotel. He looked around the messy room frantically, his chest heaving. "W-where's Val? Where's Valeria?!" he asked out loud, his voice cracking. This time, the question was more to himself, a desperate plea to the

Silas looked at his star player, his eyes dropping to the messy sheets and the feminine perfume lingering heavily in the air. He let out a long, disappointed sigh, shaking his head. "Seriously, Julian? You’ve got a big match today, a massive name on the line, and you're here messing around with some hoe..." "Just shut the fuck up, Silas!" Julian roared, his voice booming like thunder against the walls of the suite. His grey eyes flashed with a dangerous, murderous glare, looking pissed as hell that his manager had just used such a cheap, disrespectful word to describe his woman. Valeria was his queen, not some random girl from the club. Silas immediately went quiet after that harsh, explosive reply. He raised his hands in a defensive gesture, realizing he had pushed the Ice King way too far. He cleared his throat nervously, waiting a few moments for the tension in the room to cool down just a bit. "Well," Silas continued after a while, his voice dropping into a very polite, cauti

Julian folded his heavy arms across his broad chest, his grey eyes tracking the way Ariel had suddenly frozen into a statue. Seeing that she was saying absolutely nothing and just staring at his throat with wide, horrified eyes, he let out a long, bored sigh. He didn't have the time or the patience for whatever weird mental breakdown she was experiencing this morning. "I'm heading back upstairs to get changed properly for the game," Julian announced flatly, turning his gaze toward his mother. "The team bus will be arriving soon." Mrs. Clara’s jaw dropped in absolute disbelief. She looked from her completely unbothered son to the silent girl standing next to her. She immediately nudged Ariel hard with her elbow, beginning to question her sharply. "Ariel! What is wrong with you? Why aren't you saying anything? Tell him about the videos! Tell him what you saw that cheap girl doing last night!" Julian too stood in place for some long seconds, his eyes narrowing slightly as he waited to