CHAPTER 8 — THE MAGNET BETWEEN THEM
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Days passed.
Adrian kept his promise.
He told Elena everything.
His family.
His father's plans.
The business alliance.
The pressure.
The expectations.
And Elena listened.
She didn't always understand his world, but she understood him.
That was enough.
One evening, they walked through a quiet park.
Elena held his hand.
“You know what I think?”
“What?”
“We're strange.”
Adrian smiled.
“Why?”
“Because we shouldn't work.”
“Why not?”
“You're rich.”
“That's a terrible reason.”
“You're arrogant.”
“I prefer confident.”
“You're stubborn.”
“So are you.”
She smiled.
“And you're impossible.”
“You still like me.”
“Unfortunately.”
He laughed.
She leaned against his shoulder.
“I don't understand what happened between us.”
“Neither do I.”
“It feels like…”
“Like what?”
She searched for the word.
“Like we're being pulled toward each other.”
Adrian looked at her.
“Magnetic.”
She smiled.
“Exactly.”
They stopped walking.
The city lights reflected in the lake.
Adrian turned toward her.
“I've never believed in fate.”
“Do you now?”
He looked at her.
“I'm starting to.”
She smiled.
He gently touched her cheek.
“Can I kiss you?”
She nodded.
He leaned closer.
Their lips met softly.
It wasn't rushed.
It wasn't dramatic.
It was simple.
Warm.
Real.
When they pulled apart, Elena smiled.
“That was worth waiting for.”
Adrian laughed.
“I was nervous.”
“You?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because you're important to me.”
She wrapped her arms around him.
“Then don't let me go.”
“I won't.”
They stayed there beneath the evening sky.
Neither noticed the person watching them from a distance.
Victoria Harrington.
She had seen everything.
And she wasn't smiling.
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