More Than A Favor

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“Mrs. Harlow? W–What are you doing here?” I stammered, unable to mask my surprise.

Victor, who appeared equally stunned, turned to Selene and asked the same question.

Selene adjusted her robe, a faint smirk playing on her lips. “I live here.” Her eyes flicked to the keys in my hand, and she added pointedly, “Do you usually enter other people’s homes without knocking?”

Victor stepped forward, his expression shifting between confusion and panic. “What? No… This house was prepared by Mr. Mercer for Ms. Hart,” he said, fumbling to retrieve his phone. Hastily, he called Logan, but in his nervousness, he accidentally put the call on speakerphone.

“Mr. Mercer, the house at Dazzle Residences-” Victor began, but Logan cut him off sharply.

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“That house is for Selene,” Logan said, his voice firm and unyielding.

Selene’s smirk grew into a full smile, her confidence radiating in the room.

Victor, still flustered, attempted to clarify. “What about Ms. Hart…” he asked hesitantly, but Logan interrupted again, his tone dismissive.

“I’ll arrange something else for Elaine. Just don’t let her find out about this,” Logan said.

words hung heavy in

me, his face flushing with embarrassment and guilt, as if he were the one who had betrayed me. He didn’t dare say anything further, reaNoraing it had been a mistake to bring me here without verifying with

it was too late.

The last thing I wanted was for Victor to lose his job over this. He had made

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would be for him to find another well–paying position. I also remembered

rising in my throat and kept my composure. Even

and turned to me, his voice apologeti

Langston, why don’t you sit over there and have some coffee?

apartment. If Selene decided to pull one of her dramatic stunts–fainting or faking stomach

but eventually nodded and moved to sit on the couch, his unease still

turned to Selene, I caught the wary, defensive look in her eyes. She was

my attention to the apartment itself, taking in the details of the

2,000 square feet, with a simple yet meticulously thought–out design. My eyes fell on the floor–to–ceiling window that framed a cozy beanbag and a small table in front of it. It reminded me of a painting I had made years ago.

lazily through the glass,

tension in the

a

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