Preston cast a fleeting glance at her, his eyes churning with heavily suppressed emotion.
"We'll talk when we get home."
Melanie blinked.
"Home?"
She suddenly realized he wasn't driving her back to the Royce Group headquarters. They were heading straight for Rosevale Heights.
"Fine, home it is."
She was genuinely rattled by the close call. The fear had been real.
There was no need to march back into the office and pretend she was fine.
She didn't love capitalism that much anyway.
She shrugged, a genuine sense of relief settling over her.
They had barely exchanged a few words, yet the lingering dread in her chest was already evaporating.
Was this the magic of love?
She couldn't help but laugh softly.
As soon as they stepped inside the penthouse at Rosevale Heights, Melanie threw her arms around Preston. Reaching up, she hooked a finger into the knot of his tie and pulled him close.
Instantly, the tension in the room morphed into something thick and incredibly seductive. The air felt heavy with desire.
Preston knew exactly what she was doing.
She was trying to distract herself, to aggressively shift the mood.
"Wait a second, okay?"
Melanie pouted at the gentle rejection.
"What? You don't want to?"
Preston held her tight, his gaze completely devoted.
"I want to. But first, I need to know exactly what happened."
He couldn't protect her if he didn't know what they were up against.

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