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Before Nate couldplete his thought, Corrine closed the distance between them in one fluid motion. She seized his cor, drawing him downward as she rose on her tiptoes to capture his lips with hers.

The moment their lips connected, Nate’s hands moved with instinctive precision—one settling possessively on her slender waist, the other threading through her hair to cradle her head, pulling her firmly against him.

What began as a tender gesture swiftly transformed under Nate’smanding touch.

His overwhelming presence enveloped herpletely, leaving her breathless as her strength began to dissolve beneath his touch.

Corrine’s fingers clutched desperately at his shirt cor while her head fell back, surrendering willingly to his masterful lead.

After what seemed like an eternity suspended in time, Nate finally released her lips, though his arms remained locked securely around her waist.

Corrine melted against his solid frame, feeling the warmth of his face as he buried it in the delicate curve of her neck. His breath caressed her skin in heated waves, sending electric shivers cascading down her spine.

With deliberate slowness, Nate lifted his head, his lips brushing feather-light kisses against her temple. His dark eyes smoldered with barely restrained intensity as he spoke, his Adam’s apple shifting visibly. “Not upset anymore, hmm?”

His voice resonated deep and unhurried, carrying a subtle upward lilt at the end—a seductive hook that ensnared her senses with its alluring timbre.

A delicate blush bloomed across Corrine’s cheeks as tears glistened like jewels in her clear eyes. “I’m not angry anymore.”fn1970 Fresh chapters posted on find~novel/fn1970

If she persisted in her anger, wouldn’t that simply mark her as unreasonable and ungrateful?

The truth of Jules’ warning suddenly crystallized in her mind. If she continued pushing him away with her trivial temper, someone else might capture his heart, leaving her with nothing but hollow regrets when it was far toote.

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Captivated by her unexpected surrender, Nate couldn’t resist iming her lips once more.

As the embrace threatened to spiral into something far more dangerous, Corrine reluctantly broke away. “Isn’t this a bit inappropriate for the office?” And it was still working hours.

Nate paused, his gaze holding hers captive while a hint of wicked amusement yed across his lips. “And if it is?”

Corrine didn’t utter a word. She quietly stepped back from Nate’s embrace and began smoothing the wrinkles from her clothes.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Nate asked, taking a step forward and reaching out to pull her back into his arms. “What do you think I’m going to do?” His deep, husky voice held a trace of amusement.

Corrine lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze. “How would I know?” she murmured.

Still, the blush rising to her ears betrayed her thoughts.

Nate leaned in and pressed a kiss to her ear. “Why don’t you wait for me on the sofa? We’ll leave together in a bit,” he suggested gently.

Corrine nodded in agreement.

As the clock neared five, Nate took her hand, and they left together.

The employees watched them go with visible relief, as though they had just weathered a storm.

It hadn’t been easy, but they had survived another day.

Before Corrine arrived, the whole floor felt like a battlefield.

But the moment she stepped in, everything shifted. There was calm, a sense of lightness, even hope.

Matias let out a heartfelt sigh. “Love can turn a man cold and ruthless in one moment, and then have him soft and affectionate the next,” he said.

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