Chapter 212:

Alicia hadn't expected him to take the matter so seriously, and for a moment, words failed her.

If he refused to accept her simple apology, then what did he want? A meal? Some other form of compensation? It didn't seem like Caden's style.

Before I could think about it, his deep, soft voice cut through the silence.

“Are you really sorry?”

Even over the phone, the weight of his tone sent a chill through her.

She felt dizzy, as if she were on the edge of a trap she hadn't seen coming.

“Yes,” he replied, albeit with some hesitation.

“But… even if I didn’t like you, it’s not like it would affect you, right?”

So shouldn't a verbal apology suffice?

Caden let out a low chuckle, but it was anything but amused.

“You say you’re sorry, but you back out so quickly.

At this Alice remained silent.

Guilt was gnawing at her, but pride made her insist on proving her sincerity.

“So… how do you want me to prove how sorry I am?”

His mockery echoed in her ear, making her shudder.

“Don’t you know that already?”

Alice froze.

In that instant, she understood exactly what he wanted.

Her first instinct was to hang up on him.

But Caden, calm as ever, added, “I won’t force you.

You don’t have to be so scared of me.

“Who says I’m afraid of you?” she snapped, though her voice shook enough to betray her.

“Even your breathing has changed.

Seeing herself exposed so easily, she instinctively held her breath, but his complicit silence only made things worse.

Caden, not wanting to waste time, got straight to the point.

“You don’t have to come to me.

Just give me an hour of your precious time and stay on the phone.

His stomach twisted.

was a trap and she had

had been intimate before, it was the first time she found herself having phone

her into

absolute, leaving no room for

Caden’s voice broke the

three questions and I’ll shorten the call

from the intensity of the conversation, fell

barely think straight, let alone

her jumbled thoughts told her that

ahead…” he murmured

tender voice, Caden grew even

an octave, rough and

we’re apart… do

mind wandered, her pulse

he ask such a brazen question? What

took a ragged breath, feeling

wouldn't believe her answer, but

"No.

"

looking

her, and his knowing chuckle made that

you enjoy

blinked, trying to remember the guy's

trying to bring the

how hard she tried, all she could

he replied, choosing the

Caden hummed in satisfaction.

“Good girl.

the tension in the air

lip, feeling cornered in this game he

last question,” he insisted, his

“I’ll hang up later.

before asking in a low, almost mocking

a tingle

but her labored breathing

couldn't help

easy to read

you had a

added, “I thought you’d be used to me by now, but I have to

beep sounded

had hung up on

the phone, his

same time? She always did what he asked, but

and

felt like a bundle of nerves: tense, dissatisfied and, in a word, a real pain

to the bathroom

the incident

Christmas approached, the city was bustling with activity, industries were going

opportunity and arranged meetings with

Gerry's contacts, everything fell into place and the

his meetings with his investors, he called Gerry to

caught

really

who

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