His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 88

Chapter 88

everything seems fine, and the next, it's a disaster."

Issca listened quietly, nodding as I shared my experiences. I spoke about Cyrus, my little boy, and the challenges of juggling motherhood and running a company. "Things have been so complicated with Carlos too," I confessed, feeling the weight of it all. "One minute, "I can only imagine," Issca said softly. "You've been through a lot."

We continued talking, and as the minutes passed, I felt a connection forming. Issca was attentive, asking questions that showed he genuinely cared. I realized how much I needed this-someone to listen and understand.

After a while, I glanced at the clock on the wall and realized I should probably head back to Carlos's house. "I need to go," I said, trying to keep my tone light despite the anxiety bubbling inside me in that tipsy state. Issca raised an eyebrow, a flicker of concern crossing his face. "Are you sure about

that? I know things are complicated with him."

"I know," I replied, determination creeping into my voice. "But I need to figure

things out."

Just then, Carlos walked into the pub. He looked around until he spotted me, and my heart raced when I saw him.

"There you are," he said, taking my hand gently. "I've been looking for you."

I glanced at Issca, who seemed surprised by Carlos's sudden appearance. He didn't know where Carlos lived, and I could see the worry on his face.

"Carlos, we were just talking," I said, trying to ease the tension. But Carlos cut me

off.

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We're leaving," he

Are you sure you want to go with

back at Issca. But there was something about

between us. Coming

"-"

Carlos urged again,

sure of my choice. "Okay," I said, surprising myself. I stood up, and Carlos

I could feel Issca watching us, confused and worried. I wanted to tell him I was fine, but the pull I felt toward Carlos was too strong for me

settled into the leather seats, the familiar scent of

at the mansion, Carlos opened the door for me, and I stepped out,

before us. He took my hand again, leading me inside with an

upstairs, and the atmosphere felt heavy with unspoken feelings. The moment felt surreal, and I was acutely aware of every brush of his skin against mine. He gently set me down in the bedroom,

he said softly, his voice low and soothing. I felt my heart race at his words, a strange mixture

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the mansion-the floorboards creaked, and I could sense life moving

part of me wanted to run, but another part liked

Lying there made me feel vulnerable, exposed to my own

gaze. What did he want from me? As I stayed still,

lost in thought, maybe considering what

things, to understand why we were together like

wondering if he felt what I did or if it was just a game to

mixing with the uncertainty hanging

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