Chapter 22
Chapter 22: Storm Warning Sly stood still for a second, tension threading through his body like a pulled wire. He swallowed hard, forcing his shoulders to relax. Then he turned to Feliz, managing a soft smile—tender, but his eyes were unreadable. Sly [quietly, leaning a little closer] "I need to go out for a bit. Just to talk to her. I’ll be back fast. Promise." Then she walked in. Black dress. Red heels. Crimson lips. Rain didn’t just enter the room—she claimed it. She had the kind of beauty that made people pause mid-laughter. The kind of presence that demanded attention without asking for it. Her eyes locked instantly on one person. Rain [smiling, smooth] “Sylvester. You’re a hard man to find.” Sly’s hand froze around his mug. The break room fell into silence. Feliz looked up
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