chapter 25
Chapter 25 Just as I opened my mouth to ask if he had been waiting long, the words died in my throat. Kyle stood before me like something pulled straight from a royal portrait. The deep blue three-piece suit he wore fit him perfectly, the sharp lines accentuating every broad contour of his frame. Golden embroidery traced the edges of the lapels in intricate patterns, glimmering beneath the soft morning light. A matching coat rested elegantly over his shoulders, the rich red crest stitched at its center commanding attention. His dark hair was neatly slicked back, and the black gloves covering his hands completed the image of cold sophistication. For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. He looked less like an alpha and more like an emperor from another era—powerful, untouchable, devastatin
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