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She barely even knew his size… only that it was big. Very big.
…
She shook the heat from her face.
It was only human to relive a night like that, especially with a man like him.
Brushing off her thoughts, she quickly got dressed, freshened up, and stepped out of the bedroom.
The villa had a grand, Z-shaped staircase. Because of the way the dress hugged her curves, Laura walked down a little more carefully than usual.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shaun looked up from his phone.
The second he saw her, a flicker of surprise flashed across his eyes.
His taste was excellent.
Laura was tall and slender, her long, slightly curled hair framing her delicate features. Her bright, clear eyes were striking, and even without makeup, her complexion was smooth and fair.
The dress gave her a regal, elegant air – more confident, more refined than ever before.
Leaning back lazily in his chair, Shaun tapped his fingers rhythmically against the table, watching her silently as she walked down.
He wondered what her reaction would be if she knew the exact thought running through his mind right now – how much he wanted to rip that dress off of her.
The corner of his lips lifted slightly.
Feeling his deep, heated gaze locked onto her, Laura tugged at the hem of her dress.
It wasn’t short, but the high slit meant that every step she took revealed a fleeting glimpse of her long, pale legs.
She frowned. “Is there something on my face?”
A trace of warmth flickered in Shaun’s dark eyes. “You look good in that dress.”
Laura wasn’t unused to compliments.
Men had told her she was beautiful countless times before.
But Shaun’s simple “not bad” made her ears turn slightly red.
For a moment, the air between them felt thick with something unspoken.
…
The sun was bright overhead as Shaun’s sleek, black Ferrari sped down the road. The scenery blurred past the windows.
Laura had planned to take a cab back, but without her phone or wallet, she had no choice but to hitch a ride with Shaun into Havenbrook.
She gave him an address: Brookhaven Estates.
Not cheap, but not exactly high-end either.
For someone with her status as the Depp family’s eldest daughter, it was a bit underwhelming.
Shaun glanced at her. “You don’t live at the Depp residence?”
“Mm.” She glanced back at him. His tone was casual, just making conversation, so she didn’t bother explaining further.
When they arrived, Laura reached for the door handle.
Before she could get out, Shaun lazily caught her wrist. “You’re just leaving like that?”
His tone was almost teasing – like a lover reluctant to say goodbye.
Laura blinked. Was she supposed to invite him upstairs for tea or something?
She cleared her throat. “Thanks for saving me.”
Seeing that he didn’t respond, she quickly added, “I’ll buy you dinner sometime.”
Then, realizing how ridiculously wealthy he was, she corrected herself. “Of course, if you’re willing to humor me.”
Shaun tapped his fingers lightly against the steering wheel, his gaze sharp and unreadable. He didn’t acknowledge the dinner invitation at all.
“Usually, when two people sleep together, they say goodbye with a kiss, don’t they?”
Laura stiffened.
“Shaun, do you do this every time you part ways with a woman?”
Amusement flickered in his deep-set eyes. His voice dropped, slow and teasing. “I don’t have ‘women.’ But Laura, if you want to be mine, I could consider it. We’re quite compatible, after all.”
Laura’s lips twitched. “I don’t want to be your woman.”
Shaun’s definition of “his woman” was probably nowhere near what she would call a proper girlfriend.
She had already failed miserably at being Jake’s girlfriend. She wasn’t about to throw herself into another disaster.
Jumping from one fire pit straight into another – if she did that, she wouldn’t just be unlucky. She’d be downright stupid.
Shaun smirked, lowering his voice deliberately. “Is that so? That’s not what you said last night. You were begging me to be gen – “
Before he could finish, Laura clamped a hand over his mouth.
Shaun raised an eyebrow, the amusement in his expression growing.
His quiet laughter vibrated against her palm.
His sharp features were half-covered by her hand, but his dark, gleaming eyes burned into hers.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Avoiding his gaze, she quickly pulled her hand back. “Well… I’ll be going now. Goodbye.”
Not waiting for another word, she yanked open the door and bolted.
With a soft chuckle, Shaun watched her retreating figure.
His gaze darkened slightly, sharp and focused – like a predator watching its prey.
Laura, you started this. You think you can just walk away?
…
Laura returned to her apartment – a simple, two-bedroom, one-bath space around 1,100 square feet.
One bedroom, one study. Cozy, not extravagant.
It wasn’t a luxurious penthouse, but the small balcony bathed in sunlight, filled with plants, made it feel like home.
Jake had always complained that her place was too small. He had never once set foot inside.
Instead, he had bought her multiple high-end apartments, urging her to move.
But Laura liked this one.
Because she had bought it with her own money.
Taking a deep breath, she grabbed an empty box from the storage room.
One by one, she packed away everything Jake had ever given her.
By the time she was done, the box was completely full.
No surprise there. It was proof of five years of love.
And there were still so many things she had left at his villa.
Sitting on the floor, she stared blankly at the box of memories.
A photo album. A few property deeds. Several pieces of expensive jewelry. And an engagement ring.
The properties alone were worth tens of millions.
For years, she had naively believed that
Jake would eventually warm up to her.
Then Vivian had come back.
And the ending had been painfully predictable.
