The vehicle continued its forward trajectory. Gradually, Marcus roused from his slumber, his body emanating heat, the sensation of gentle hands caressing his form.

Abruptly, his eyes flared open. Kaya, in the process of undressing him, paled as their gazes met.

“Mr. Thomas.”

Marcus’ eyes narrowed slightly. The figure before him held a hint of familiarity. A university student from Preagend University, he recalled.

Kaya unfastened her blouse’s buttons, her skin exposed as her lustrous hair cascaded over her shoulder, an allure both beguiling and magnetic.

Marcus’ brow furrowed. How did she find her way into his car?

His gaze lowered, settling on his partially unbuttoned coat. An irate scowl overtook him as he chastised her tersely.

“Exit my vehicle.”

you. Allow me

his ire, determination colored her

Stay by his side?

as he leveled a cold gaze upon

G E L A ‘s L I

believing he perceived her as tarnished, hastened to clarify, “Mr Thomas,

knelt on the

of such circumstances, a different man

ceaseless agony. Kaya’s pitiable stance failed to beguile him, igniting his wrath rather

in Marcus’ possession erupted

caller ID jolted him back to sobriety. The call was from

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