Chapter 86 Billionaire's Lies

The night between Clara and Benedict had been chaos-a collision of unspoken emotions, raw tension, and fleeting vulnerability. Benedict had given in to it all-exhaustion, desire, and the appeal of Clara's charm. The haze cleared, though, revealing just another moment to him, releasing him from the suffocating pressures of his life. But for Clara, it was much, much more. She sat on the edge of the bed, her window lit with golden sunlight the next morning. Her lips still tingled from Benedict's kisses, and her skin still thrummed with the imprint of his touch. But as the passion receded, the ache in her heart grew and she missed him so bad.