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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shoulders, looking into her eyes. “What did

ears, she bit her lip.

met hers

froze, unsure how to respond. Her heart thundered in her chest.

kissed her

breathing grew uneven, he pulled away.

face and darkened

you stop?” she asked

struggling for

face burning. “Goodnight then. Be careful

her intently. “So sweet.”

“What?”

lips. “Here. So sweet.”

tingled. She fled

retreat, Asher smiled

Thalia prepared to visit the Blackwood estate

Blackwood and Winters estates were in the same exclusive neighborhood in Kensington. Thalia stopped

there. “Where have you

remarriage–that it had been her

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

like to introduce you to some associates.

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for your practice.”

opportunities, she didn’t refuse. “Next weekend would

running down the stairs, wrapping her arms

her head affectionately. “Yes.”

been finding life on her own.

“I need to get some things from upstairs.”

“Did you notice? She seems different–her attitude toward us

softened.”

with relief. “She’s growing up, moving past

There she found a crayon drawing–a family

at it, emotions

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