Audrey’s POV:
I stared at Caspar’s tense law and narrowed eyes, the irritation radiating im him in waves,
Caspar,” I said softly, stepping closer to him.
Daisy is Ethan’s sister. I couldn’t just let her go to a hotel alone this late night.”
His expression remained skeptical, those steel gray eyes fixed on mine.
You’re remarkably unconcerned about a woman who’s made her intentions toward me abundantly clear.”
I couldn’t help but smile a little.
Are you worried I don’t care enough to be jealous?”
He looked away, adjusting his watch with unnecessary precision.
That’s not ” he began, then cleared his throat. ‘I’m simply pointing out security concern in my own home,”
The slight flush creeping up his neck told me I’d hit the mark perfectly.
Caspar Thornton, the powerful King C of Wall Street, wanted to see me jealous.
I reached out and straightened his collar, a small gesture of intimacy that felt natural now.
I have confidence in you. In us. Daisy can stay one night, and then she’ll be gone tomorrow.”
I looked up at him.
Besides, what could possibly happen in a house with security cameras and a vigilant butler?”
The tension in his shoulders eased slightly.
Caspar studied my face for a moment before his expression softened.
He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
Ethan,” he said when the call connected, his voice returning to that serious tone.
Your sister is at my estate. I expect you to arrange for her departure first thing tomorrow morning.”
She came here unannounced. I gather you weren’t aware she was in New York?
A pause. “I see.”
Ethan’s voice was faintly audible through the phone, sounding clearly trustrated.
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09:00 Mon, Feb 9 GG.
Chapter 140
Ill personally come get her tomorrow, I heard Ethan say.
“I apologize for the inconvenience, Caspar.”
“Just make sure she leaves, Caspar replied firmly.
‘Also, regarding that other matter you asked me to investigate, I’ve made some progress.”
Another pause as Ethan responded.
“Good. We can discuss the details when you arrive tomorrow.” Caspar ended the call with a curt goodbye.
I raised an eyebrow. “Was that really necessary? You’re absolutely ruthless.
Caspar slipped his phone back into his pocket, his lips quirking into a half smile.
‘I can afford to be ruthless with everyone else,” he said, stepping closer and brushing a strand of hair from my face.
“As long as I save all my tenderness for you.”
I stepped back, unable to maintain eye contact under the intensity of his gaze.
My heart hammered in my chest–how did he manage to throw me off balance so easily with just a few words?
‘I–I’m going to get ready for bed,” I stammered, gesturing vaguely toward the bathroom. “It’s been a long day.”
I retreated to the bathroom, leaning against the closed door and taking a deep breath.
The woman in the mirror had bright eyes and flushed cheeks.
After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I lingered under the shower, letting the warm water calm my nerves.
K$75%E
When I emerged from the bathroom in my silk pajamas with damp hair, I found Caspar sitting on the edge of the bed, hair dryer in hand,
“Come here,” he said, patting the space in front of him.
“Let me dry your hair for you.”
I hesitated. “I usually just let it air dry.”
“Going to bed with wet hair in this weather? You’ll catch a cold,” he insisted, still holding the dryer. “Besides, I want to.”
With a small nod, I sat in front of him, back straight and shoulders tense,
His fingers were gentle as they combed through my damp hair, separating into sections.
The warm air from the dryer and the rhythmic movement of his hands gradually melted the tension from my shoulders.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
