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Shattered Vows: Call Me Auntie Now novel Chapter 392

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Squinting through the evening light, Caleb realized the kid looked oddly familiar...

His brain frantically connected the dots. Wasn't that Dante's son? The same kid who nearly plummeted off the cliff at Silent Peak, the one his boss had saved?

He had even remarked back then that the kid shared an uncanny resemblance to his boss.

And the woman holding his hand... wasn't that Dante's wife?

Suddenly, everything clicked into a terrifyingly clear picture. The relentless demands to fly the divorce lawyer, Mr. Wu, out here... Oh my god. His boss had essentially hijacked the woman's life, forcefully bulldozed her marriage, and stolen her away?

He even stole the kid?!

Caleb felt his entire moral compass shatter into a million irreparable pieces.

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Night fell softly over Lunas Crest, casting a warm, amber glow across every corner of the master bedroom.

Fresh out of the shower, Quinn slipped into her latest design and glided gracefully toward Raymond.

It was a stunning, smoke-apricot silk slip dress that hugged every single one of her curves with devastating precision. The delicate fabric perfectly accentuated her luminous skin and the elegant, fragile line of her neck.

Raymond had always believed that whenever she wore these pieces, she struck a lethal balance between demure sophistication and raw, seductive allure.

It was never too flashy, never too plain. It was a perfectly calculated tease.

She looked down at the man lounging in the armchair, her eyes bright and playful.

"How does it look? Do you think this new piece will be a hit?"

From the second she stepped out, his dark, predatory gaze had been completely fused to her. His eyes slowly, ravenously mapped the lines of her face and the swell of her curves with absolute, terrifying focus.

A flash of pure, unchecked awe burned in his eyes. Combined with the intoxicating isolation of the night, a searing heat surged through his veins, making his Adam's apple bob subtly.

"Yeah. It's stunning."

He forced his voice to remain steady. "You should promote your studio and your designs on social media."

He paused, his voice dropping an octave. "Don't bother hiring models. You look a million times better in it than anyone else ever could."

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