Leon’s POV
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I sat in my study, trying to focus, but nothing made sense—and I hated it.
What happened earlier kept replaying in my head like a stuck record. The damn maid was clearly trying to seduce me… and I fell for it, even if just for a split second.
But that wasn’t what haunted me. It was Arya.
The look on her face. The pain. The raw, unfiltered emotion in her eyes. She tried to hide it while speaking to the maid but I could see through it.
I tossed the pen in my hand and leaned back, frustrated. I couldn’t concentrate on anything.
Out of instinct, I grabbed my phone and called Ezran.
He picked up on the third ring. “What? Finally acknowledging your feelings for her?”
I rubbed my brow and hung up without saying a word. Calling that i***t was a mistake.
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