Chapter 17

Chapter 17:

“Ms. Rachel Marsh might have indeed moved out.”

Ronald’s words landed like stones, each one heavier than the last.

Brian’s long fingers curled into a fist, his expression unreadable. After a brief silence, his voice came, cold and detached. “Find her. And tell her to come back—for the suit.”

“Yes, sir.”

With that, Ronald turned and headed straight for the design department.

Rachel had just wrapped up a department meeting and was returning to her office when she spotted him waiting by the door. A flicker of surprise crossed her face.

“Ms. Marsh.” Ronald always addressed her formally at work.

Without wasting time, he relayed the issue about the suit.

Rachel listened, then gave a small nod. “Alright, I’ll go back and get it later.”

“Thank you.”

By the time Rachel arrived at the villa, the sun had already dipped below the horizon.

The house, untouched for days, sat in eerie silence, swallowed in darkness.

Flipping on the lights, she made her way straight to the bedroom.

Something felt off. The door was open.

But she clearly remembered closing it when she left.

However, she didn’t dwell on it. She quickly found the suit and called Ronald.

“Ronald, I have the suit. I’ll bring it over later.”

“Mr. White said you need to deliver it to him personally.”

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“Just take it yourself,” Rachel insisted.

“Are you avoiding me?” A familiar voice suddenly came from behind. Rachel froze. Turning around, she stared at Brian in astonishment.

“Why are you here?”

changed into a crisp white shirt, the faint scent

the massive floor-to-ceiling

his usual cold

moment, Rachel found herself

raising his arms slightly.

ready to toss the suit at him, but before she could, his hand closed around her wrist. In a swift

“What are you—”

burned as she

the suit on for me, and

knew she was no match for his

Helpless, she gave in.

Brian wasn’t just

suit, he tilted his head

shot him an irritated

Figure

his phone and handed it to her. “Then learn now. Someone as smart as you should

at him,

tie, she exhaled in relief, thinking she

fingers curled around her waist, and

ear, warm and teasing. “You’ve been sulking for days. Isn’t it time to let it go? Where have you been staying

Rachel said nothing.

Brian didn’t push. Instead, he turned

I’m not the most thoughtful or responsible boyfriend, but about what you said a few days ago—I need to make one thing clear. I don’t agree to

up at him, stunned. He didn’t agree? Hadn’t he

her gaze and continued, “The wedding date is around the corner. That’s not something I take lightly. I know Tracy’s presence has upset you, and I haven’t done enough to ease your worries. But I need

Brian had never

made of stone.

wasn’t sure if their

She said nothing.

nor

remained controlled, careful. But soon, his restraint started slipping. Soft kisses trailed along her neck, one after another, each one leaving a lingering warmth against her

he wasn’t in a

was slow, deliberate—far

Rachel murmured,

realize how breathy

a quiet, irresistible

each other in

five long days without holding

to this, how

he called, his voice thick with longing, as his arms tightened around her and effortlessly

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