Chapter 350

The silence in the suite was deafening, broken as he left. Leanne lingered in bed for a little longer before she got up and headed to the bathroom. Turning away from the mirror, she

lifted her shirt.

Several red marks marred her shoulders and along her spine, likely leftovers from the

massage.

That masseuse went overboard.

The penthouse was expansive, and it took Leanne a moment to locate him. She finally found Curtis leaning against the hallway wall, a cigarette in hand. Half of it had already burned down, its smoke curling upwards, filling the corridor with its scent.

He took a deep drag, inhaling the sharp nicotine to quell the rising irritation that threatened to burst through his chest.

A simmering anger bubbled within him, with nowhere to go. He feared losing control and frightening Leanne if he stayed any longer.

When hearing the door, his gaze flicked over, his eyes still shadowed with a residual

sternness.

Only when he saw Leanne did the icy look dissipate, and he stubbed his cigarette in the ashtray.

“Why did you come out?” Curtis ushered her back into the room and shut the door. “It’s smoky out there.”

Leanne could smell the tobacco on him, mingling with his usual woody cologne into a distinct scent

I just…” She was cut off

left you looking like that?” Curtis’ suppressed vexation was surfacing again, his voice tense. “Leanne, I can’t stand seeing you hurt.”

hearing Curtis’ concern, she forgave him. “The masseuse was new and

“Try defending that guy again.”

her lovely eyes. “She’s

What?

them, during

he said indifferently. “What a strong girl.”

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retorted, “Next time you get jealous, can you at least get your facts

soft as he reached to embrace

her arms.

said, not mincing words, before spinning on her heel and striding off.

followed, his voice softening as he coaxed,

bedroom door, nearly slamming it on his nose.

took Curtis all night to

Joy spent the entire evening explaining her encounter with the handsome young man with the

as she was soon caught up in a whirlwind of tasks, too busy

hear on the other end was the endless typing, Joy’s voice laden with the weary resignation of a corporate drone.

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