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Chapter 98
~Tempest’s POV~
"Rylan," I repeated, letting the name roll off my tongue as I tested the way it sounded. It was good, and fitting too. "I’ll call you Rylan. It suits you."
His brow arched in question, his curiosity piqued. "Why?"
"Because it feels personal, and that’s the only side you’ve shown me—intimately and privately," I replied, keeping my voice soft yet teasing. "Strong on the outside, but there’s a softness hidden there too. And I think I know it, even if just a little."
Flirting and keeping my emotions in check seemed nice and a good distraction but then, a thought crept into my mind.
I hope he knew it was just a fling and nothing more.
I watched his reaction, gauging his expression in the mirror, but his face remained neutral. A flicker of something crossed his eyes, though—a brief, reluctant smile that was gone in a heartbeat.
The rest of the drive was filled with silence again, but this time it felt less tense, almost comfortable in its own way.
The city lights eventually came into view, casting a warm glow over the skyline as we entered. Ryker navigated the streets with ease and relaxed in his seat as he padded his way through until we reached my apartment complex, pulling up smoothly by the curb.
He stepped out first, opened the door for me and then proceding to retrieve my luggage from the trunk before heading inside with me.
I unlocked the door, pushing it open, and was immediately met with the muffled sounds of laughter and soft voices.
Frowning, I stepped inside, catching a glimpse of my maid, Kaya, entwined in the arms of a man in the dining room, both oblivious to my entrance.
Her moans filled the room as he kneaded her breasts through her clothing, his lips clashing back on hers.
I cleared my throat loudly, watching them spring apart in a blur of blushing cheeks and stammered apologies.
"Oh my..."
Kaya’s eyes went wide with horror when she saw me, her face as red as a cherry.
"Lady Tempest! I-I’m so sorry, I thought..." Her words trailed off as she glanced between me and Ryker, flustered beyond measure.
I couldn’t help but laugh, the sound bubbling up and breaking the tension. "It’s fine, Kaya. Just... keep it down next time," I teased, winking as she stammered her thanks and practically dragged her boyfriend out the door.
Once they were gone, I tossed my handbag onto the couch, letting the laugh fade into a smirk as I turned to find Ryker standing by the entrance, his gaze already drifting toward the door.
"I should be going, Lady Tempest," he murmured, voice low. "It’s getting late, and you’ll be safe enough here."
He went still, surprised, but after a moment, his hands found my waist, his grip firm as he pulled me closer, deepening the kiss. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
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