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.

lighting turned golden, mixing with the fragrance of the soup and deepening the

come into her life, her heart seemed to beat differently—so much more sensitive to his nearness. Every small thing he did

found Maia’s, and an unspoken conversation

was the magic of soft candlelight. Maybe it was that Maia’s carefully guarded feelings had finally slipped free from the

parting

days flickered through her mind: every hardship in Sceibar, the chaos after the Wront explosion—through it all, Chris had never

𝓣𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸 ⲅ𝓪𝓁𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝓈⧸𝓬𝓸𝓶

at once, those moments tumbled together, and a powerful wave of emotion swept over

like a wave, slamming into her hesitation and quickening her

in her expression. He leaned a little

her gaze turning gentle. She met his for a heartbeat, then let it drift downward—lingering on his mouth, so dangerously close and inviting. She spoke before she could stop herself, her tone