When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0984

Paul’s cheeks flushed red the moment he heard Miranda’s words, like the radiant hues of a sunset. It made him look exceptionally handsome

Miranda stood at the entrance of her apartment and extended an invitation to him with a bright smile. Her gaze was unwavering as she looked at him.

Paul’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly in his throat. His mouth had suddenly gone dry. He swallowed with difficulty and said, “No, no… I didn’t mean it like that… I just wanted to watch you go inside. Don’t misunderstand, I wasn’t thinking… about doing anything…”

Miranda leaned against the doorframe and watched as Paul stammered through his explanation. The corners of her eyes were lifted in amusement, and she had a faint smile on

her face.

He was utterly at a loss when he saw her teasing expression.

Miranda decided to stop teasing him. She bid him goodnight with a smile and turned around to enter her apartment.

Paul was left alone, feeling an indescribable sense of loss. He stood motionless at the door for several seconds before finally sighing and heading into his own apartment.*

That night, Miranda lay in bed as she stared at the ceiling. She couldn’t help the smile tugging at the corner of her lips when she recalled Paul’s blushing face.

He was so easy to tease.

Paul also found himself unable to calm down. Her invitation to stay the night echoed repeatedly like a spell, playing over and over again in his mind…

If he had said yes at that time…

What could have happened?

take a gulp of cold water, but

feel the rapid

reached for more water, only to realize that he had ̧ emptied the bottle. Paul sighed and

awake as he lay in bed. It wasn’t until dawn that he finally slept, but all

bolder than any he had ever had

dreams, Paul had always been the one to take

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Chapter 0984

in his approach. However, Miranda was the one

there, her fair skin glowing like the moonlight. She was smiling softly as she looked at him with twinkling

that moment.

was enough to make

her like a man possessed, shedding his clothes piece by piece. Their clothes were strewn across the

Jefferson, be

a start and sat bolt

light of dawn pierced through the darkness. The temperature of the air was cool, but he was drenched in sweat.

was an

He thought, “This was normal. What man

was no law against having any lustful thoughts

so she laid back down for another ten

yesterday as she had run out of takeout containers to divide

knocking on the door across the hall. When the door opened, Miranda noticed that Paul had rolled up his sleeves. It seemed like he was in the