The CEO's Midnight Remedy novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

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Aria’s POV

He entered me slowly, filling me completely. For a moment, he remained still, his forehead pressed against mine, our breaths mingling. Then he began to move, each thrust deliberate and deep.

“You feel incredible,” he murmured against my lips. “So perfect around me.”

His words were as intoxicating as his touch, each praise pushing me higher. When his hand slipped between us to stroke me in time with his thrusts, I cried out.

“That’s it,” he encouraged. “Let go for me, Aria. I want to feel you come apart.”

His command was all it took. I shattered around him, waves of pleasure crashing through me with an intensity I’d never experienced before. Devon followed moments later, my name a groan on his lips as he found his own release.

Afterward, he untied my wrists, gently massaging the marks left by his tie. He pulled me against his chest, one arm wrapped possessively around my waist. For the first time since I’d known him, Devon Kane fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.

I lay awake a little longer, listening to his steady breathing, wondering how this man who had started as a means to an end had become something so much more complicated.

Morning light filtered through the floor–to–ceiling windows, painting Manhattan’s skyline in hues of gold

and amber. I blinked awake, momentarily disoriented by the unfamiliar room. My body ached pleasantly,

reminding me of the night’s activities.

Devon was already up and dressed, sitting in an armchair by the window. The Financial Times was open in

his hands, but his eyes were on me. The dark circles that had haunted him were noticeably lighter this

morning.

“Coffee’s on the table,” he said, his voice returned to its usual businesslike tone.

I sat up slowly, wincing slightly at the soreness between my thighs. The sheet fell to my waist, and I

caught Devon’s eyes darkening momentarily before he returned to his paper.

I reached for the silk robe that had been thoughtfully placed at the foot of the bed and slipped it on. The

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coffee was still hot–black with one sugar, exactly how liked it. I hadn’t told him that.

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As I sipped the coffee, my eyes fell on Ethan’s ring, stil lying on the side table where Devon had tossed it. The diamond caught the morning light, sending prismatic rainbows dancing across the wall.

“Our month–long contract has expired,” I said finally, breaking the silence.

Devon looked up from his paper, his fingers tightening Imost imperceptibly on the edges. For a split second, something flashed in his eyes–a mixture of denial and possessiveness–before he masked it with practiced indifference.

“So it has,” he replied, his tone deliberately neutral. He set the newspaper down and stood up, walking to the window. His back to me, he asked, “And what does that mean to you exactly?”

The question hung in the air, loaded with unspoken implications. I noticed the tension in his shoulders, the way his reflection in the glass watched me intently despite his casual stance.

“I should go,” I answered, avoiding the real question.

He turned slightly, profile illuminated by the morning light. “Your clothes are in the bathroom. I had them pressed.”

The mundane statement couldn’t quite hide the edge in his voice–the subtle message that our arrangement might be officially over, but something else had begun.

The suite’s bathroom was larger than my entire kitchen all marble and glass with a shower big enough for four. My dress hung on a hook, indeed freshly pressed. I dressed quickly, fixing my hair and applying enough concealer to hide the small marks Devon had left on my neck.

When I emerged, Devon was on the phone, speaking in clipped sentences about market projections and quarterly reports. He gave me a distracted nod as I picked up Ethan’s ring and slipped it back onto my finger. If he noticed, he didn’t react.

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