The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 96

The wind drove the rain deeper into the opening, forcing them to wedge themselves even further into the tight, jagged V-shape of the rock.

They were still catching a bit of the spray, but it was far better than standing out in the open being battered by the storm.

And so, after a chaotic scramble, their bodies were pressed flush against one another.

Zane looked down. Well, this was certainly something. The woman he had desired for years was finally in his arms, fully conscious, and brought here by sheer luck.

If she tilted her head up just an inch, he could capture her lips...

She was breathtaking. Up close, she was even more stunning, her skin luminous and utterly flawless.

Elara, meanwhile, was entirely focused on her unfinished pitch regarding the serviced apartments.

"If Vance Properties had just burned our bridges back then and used a more stable financing structure to hold the property long-term, we wouldn't be in this passive chokehold today."

"True, but every era has its blind spots. No one can predict the future." He was talking about her father's decisions, and Zane knew better than to openly criticize the man's mistakes.

Elara continued discussing the project's financials, completely oblivious to the fact that Zane's mind was lightyears away.

His senses were entirely overwhelmed by her scent. A subtle, intoxicating hint of rose clung to her, making him desperately want to bury his face in the crook of her neck to see if it was coming from her skin.

Damp, dark strands of hair clung to her pale neck, creating a striking contrast. She was just...

So beautiful.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and his gaze dragged downward, landing on her chest.

Soaked by the rain, her thin blouse had turned dangerously translucent, offering him a tantalizing glimpse of the soft, full curves beneath.

His heart hammered wildly against his ribs, deafening in his own ears.

He quickly wrenched his gaze away. The air in the tiny crevice suddenly felt impossibly thin.

She was still talking about asset yields, and he was drowning in the scent of her.

He wanted...

To kiss her. Right here.

The storm raged violently outside, but against him, her body was warm, soft, and impossibly inviting.

Suddenly, Elara stopped talking, looking up at him with wide, disbelieving eyes.

Zane squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head away in defeat.

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