My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 109

After Christian left, Lucian swiveled his leather chair to face the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Outside, the sprawling metropolis was a forest of skyscrapers and rivers of endless traffic.

He stared out at the horizon, but he wasn't registering a single detail.

His mind was entirely consumed by Seraphina's face.

That night at the hotel, he had barely slept at all.

Yes, the sofa was uncomfortable, but that wasn't the point.

The point was, he just wanted to be closer to her.

The urge had hit him out of nowhere, entirely irrational yet impossible to ignore.

They had explicitly agreed before the wedding: separate beds, zero interference.

But look at him now.

Not only had he climbed into her bed, but he had also boldly used "the sofa was uncomfortable" as his defense.

Even if the sofa was awful, couldn't he have just toughed it out for one night?

He knew exactly what the real reason was.

It was a sweet kind of torture. Even now, he could randomly catch the lingering trace of her unique scent in the air, remembering how soft and warm she had felt pressed against him...

He had to stop thinking about it.

Lucian closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

For his entire life, he had operated with ruthless precision, perfectly calculating every boundary and maintaining absolute control.

But when it came to Seraphina, his sense of control was completely short-circuiting.

Everything felt dangerously close to spiraling out of his hands.

...

Friday afternoon, at 2:30 PM. Seraphina arrived at the coffee shop located on the ground floor of the Evercore Capital building half an hour early.

The meeting was locked in.

Strike while the iron is hot.

Seraphina refused to drag this out.

She was returning to the Simmons Group, but she absolutely refused to abandon her own professional expertise.

Her disaster with Sebastian had taught her a brutal lesson.

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