Such thoughts made her realize that she was probably a masochist. Her body seemed to react to his dominance, leaving her with a soft, tingling sensation.

Her cheeks warmed, likely blushing at her own thoughts. She quickly cooled her flushed face with a deep breath.

“No, thank you. I’ve already made plans for tonight.”

At the stroke of nine in the evening, there remained an unfinished task on his agenda? Millie found it rather unreasonable, and yet, her flushed countenance swiftly regained its composure, for she held his resolve in high regard.

“All right.”

Millie ended the call with a hint of frustration.

pondering. Just like that, she

the now-silent phone screen, Marcus sensed an off note

importance than dining out beckoned. Harlan

at a

that anyone targeted by Harlan was destined to

work, Millie exited the restaurant, flexing her back. She had been confined to high heels

Millie’s gaze was slightly unfocused. Outside, the twinkling lights painted a

teased the strands of hair by her ears. She caught them and was reminded of the declined dinner invitation by

retrieved it and checked. It

and

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