Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 908:

Across the table, Chris still clung to her earlier tease. He leaned in with a playful glint in his eye. “So, what’s your verdict on my first time… does it taste good?”

On the surface, their words were about dessert, but beneath it all, something more intimate simmered.

A rosy flush crept over Maia’s cheeks. “It tastes really good.”

“Hold on.” Chris reached out, pausing her with a soft touch as he wiped a stray drop of soup from her lips. Grinning, he tasted it off his finger, eyes twinkling. “Yep—definitely sweet.”

That small gesture sent heat flooding Maia’s face.

There was something almost too tender about the moment, and Maia found herself drawn to Chris’s mouth. Those sculpted lips, poised in a faint smile, hinted at feelings left unsaid.

mixing with the fragrance of the

to beat differently—so much more sensitive to his nearness. Every small thing he did seemed to slip past her defenses, tugging at the softest corners

found Maia’s, and an unspoken conversation passed between

was that Maia’s carefully guarded feelings had finally slipped free from the logic

nervous dryness crept into her throat, her lips parting as if to speak but not

the chaos after the Wront explosion—through it all,

𝓣𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸 ⲅ𝓪𝓁𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝓈⧸𝓬𝓸𝓶

once, those moments tumbled together, and a powerful wave

hesitation and quickening

Chris noticed the change in her expression. He leaned a

drift downward—lingering on his mouth, so dangerously close and inviting. She spoke before she could stop herself, her