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Moza immediately opened her door and stepped out first, intending to walk straight toward the restaurant entrance.
However, before she could take a step, Dastan closed the distance and wrapped his arm possessively around her waist. Moza gasped, her entire body freezing.
"Don't move," Dastan whispered dangerously close to her ear. "At our four o'clock, that’s one of my late father's close associates, Uncle Arlan. He is heading right toward us. We must pretend to be a couple so he doesn't interrogate me with unnecessary questions."
His grip around her waist tightened significantly, underscoring that this was an absolute command. Moza hadn't even found the chance to protest or respond before th
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