Chapter 49

Chapter 49

“Asher…” Thalia whispered.

His lips brushed her cheek. “I’m here.”

“About Davenport, and the fight with Drake…” she hesitated. “If your family knew you nearly killed someone because of me, would they call off our engagement?”

Asher kissed her forehead. “They won’t find out. I won’t let that happen.”

She lowered her eyes, voice small. “You shouldn’t risk everything for me.”

“Lia.” He tilted her chin up, making her meet his gaze. “You’re worth everything. You matter more to me than my own life.”

His dark eyes burned with intensity.

Thalia froze, overwhelmed by his words. She hadn’t realized how deeply he cared.

Her eyelashes fluttered with fresh tears.

She was terrified – not of him, but for him. The thought of him nearly going to prison because of her

made her heart ache.

“Why more tears?” His voice drew her back.

She pouted. “Then wipe them away.”

His thumb gently brushed her cheeks.

Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face in his chest like a small cat seeking

comfort.

Asher’s heart melted.

“You smell nice,” she murmured against him.

He chuckled. “Enjoy it then.”

“Kiss me,” she whispered.

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looking into her eyes. “What did you say?”

she bit her

lips met hers instantly.

kiss, Thalia froze, unsure how to respond. Her heart thundered in

kissed her gently.

his breathing grew uneven, he pulled

flushed face and

stop?” she

should rest,” he managed, struggling for composure.

understood his meaning, her face burning. “Goodnight then. Be

her

“What?”

brushed her lips. “Here. So

She fled to

her retreat, Asher

Thalia prepared to visit

estates were in the same exclusive neighborhood in Kensington. Thalia stopped at her family

and Victoria were there. “Where have you been staying?” her

about her father’s remarriage–that it had been her mother’s

flat Alexander gave me,” she replied. “It’s near the firm,

like to introduce you to some associates.

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for your practice.”

networking opportunities, she

came running down the stairs, wrapping her

head

been finding life on her

simply nodded. “I need

you notice? She seems different–her attitude toward

softened.”

growing up, moving past

her bedroom, Thalia changed clothes and approached her dressing table. There she found a crayon drawing–a family portrait showing

at it, emotions welling

their family: Randolph and Victoria on the

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