My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 873:

He didn’t know if it was a mistake.

He frowned. Had it been a different room?

But he did open the door with the keycard, so there was nothing wrong.

His job was done.

He gave the hallway one last glance, making sure no one was watching, then disappeared into the shadows.

As the waiter disappeared down the hallway, another figure—watching from the shadows—finally let out a breath of relief.

He had been searching for room 1109 but couldn’t find it. Then, as if fate had intervened, the problem had solved itself. He had spotted the waiter—a man working for Miss Herrera—coming out from a room. It was all coming together perfectly.

He pulled out a master keycard and slid it through the lock. The door clicked open slightly, just enough to let him

care much about privacy, but it was obsessed with avoiding trouble. To prevent accidents, management

he retrieved a small wooden box. Inside, neatly arranged, were slender

inside the

rich scent filled the air—eaglewood fragrance, infused with the strongest aphrodisiac available. Satisfied,

elevator, he

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used the strongest incense. Even if she were next

breath against her ear. A mouth—soft lips tracing her skin. A tongue, gliding along

low in her belly,

resisting. She was… accepting

bells rang, but

her mind felt like it was wading through fog. Had she drunk too