Chapter 80\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was calling her name.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With a snap, Wendy finally managed to free her hair, the knot coming undone with a sharp tug\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sat up, her voice trembling slightly, \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley looked at her, his expression unreadable. \u201cWas that on purpose?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was when Wendy realized something felt off. In the process of trying to untangle her hair, she ended up sitting on top of him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her position was now him lying down, and her on top.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s mind went blank, the realization hitting her with a shock. Instinctively, she tightened her legs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s firm waist was right beneath her, and her smooth pale legs draped over his sides, exposed and almost blinding in their fairness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment she reacted, Stanley\u2019s sharp eyes flushed a deep red. His muscles, hidden under the silk of his pajama shirt, tightened and flexed, and he reached up, grabbing her soft waist, his voice hoarse as he said, \u201cRelax.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s face turned crimson, her long, dark hair falling in disarray around her. Her clear, wide eyes darted around in panic, like a deer caught in headlights. She didn\u2019t understand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley swallowed hard, his throat tightening. \u201cRelax your legs. They\u2019re too tight.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy, caught off guard, couldn\u2019t even muster a response.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She could already feel the heat radiating from his body. The room was now charged with simmering tension, warm and heavy with unspoken words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, a ringtone broke through the charged atmosphere\u2013a phone call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley\u2019s phone, lying on the bedside table, lit up. Wendy looked up and saw \u201cJessica\u201d flashing on the screen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley, still lying in bed, shielded his eyes with his hand, his gaze cool but with an unmistakable edge of allure. He answered the call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cJessica.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica\u2019s call shattered the tension that had been building between them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Wendy\u2019s blush faded instantly and she scrambled to get off Stanley, stumbling as she quickly got off him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley threw off the covers and got out of bed, while Jessica\u2019s cheerful voice rang out on the other end of the line. \u201cStanley, you\u2019re up already?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley responded absently, \u201cYeah.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes were fixed on Wendy, watching her scramble in a flustered panic as she ran into the bathroom.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had been awake from the moment she moved, but he hadn\u2019t opened his eyes. He\u2019d known exactly what she was doing the way her soft fingers had carefully traced his jawline. He knew how much she wanted to touch him, yet was too scared to.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 BONUS\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 80\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cStanley! Stanley, are you listening to me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica\u2019s voice snapped him back to the present. He quickly shook himself out of his daze. \u201cWhat\u2019s up?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cStanley, I\u2019ve invited a few friends over to my house today. Come join us!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica was inviting him to the Crones\u2018 residence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley turned her down without hesitation. \u201cI have an important meeting today. I need to head to the office.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jessica, a little disappointed, replied, \u201cAlright, then. All the best at work.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley hung up the phone and stared at it for a moment, his expression troubled. He glanced at his pants, his handsome features looking slightly worn out..\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every time Wendy was involved, it felt harder and harder to keep his composure. He couldn\u2019t understand why, even though he didn\u2019t like Wendy, his body kept reacting to her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley walked into the bathroom next door, turning on the cold water for a quick shower.\u00a0<\/p>\n
By the time he returned, Zayn was already waiting for him. Mr. Hawk.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley had regained his usual, calm demeanor, his cold, regal presence now back in full force. He parted his lips to give an order. \u201cHave someone look into George Ballard.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Zayn looked confused for a moment. \u201cMr. Hawk, do you mean Mrs. Hawk\u2019s adoptive father?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stanley nodded. \u201cGeorge served ten years in prison. Have someone look into the case from back then. I want to know exactly why he was locked up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lateefa Khanam is a contemporary romance author celebrated for her emotionally rich storytelling and unforgettable characters. Blending passion with heart-felt realism, her novels often explore themes of second chances, unspoken desires, and the quiet strength of love that grows through struggle.<\/p>\n
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