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    Meanwhile, at Norah’s vi, Norah and Sean had been kissing for over half an hour. Out of breath, Norah leaned against Sean’s chest to steady herself.


    “Sean, I must say, your kissing skills keep getting better and better.”


    Desire still burned in Sean’s eyes as he ced his hand on her slim waist, careful not to stray further.


    “Well, with such an amazing partner, I’ve got to improve my game. Can’t have you losing interest now, can I?”


    Norah’s lips had a mesmerizing quality, like a rose luring him in. Every time he saw her, he wanted to whisk her away and kiss her endlessly.


    Hormones surged through Norah, drowning her in bliss. She couldn’t help but smile at his words.


    Sean had a knack for saying just the right things to put a smile on Norah’s face, and she really valued that about him. Yesterday, Sean had popped into the mour Club, caring and concerned about her. Then today, he had introduced Kennedy, all protective and thoughtful. She understood it all, no doubts about it.


    He never made a fuss or boasted about his actions; he simply did them quietly, whether she noticed or not.


    With a confident posture and eyes full of love, Norah softly asked, “Are you really leaving today?” Her gentle words brushed against his heart like a feather, making his resolute response falter.


    “I…” He hesitated for a moment.


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    Her hand slid down from his chest. “Hmm? Leaving already?”


    He gently caught her wandering hand. “No, not leaving.” How could he miss the meaning behind her words? A surge of desire filled his eyes. “I’m not going anywhere. I want to be with you.”


    “Alright.”


    She linked her fingers behind his neck, her eyes shimmering with allure. “Darling…”


    Enveloped in his embrace, she seemed like an enchantress, pulling him into a passionate journey. How could he resist such irresistible charm? With firm steps, he lifted her into his arms, eager for what awaited them.


    Meanwhile, Susanna, perched on a stair, got a sudden fright and jumped to her feet. Her legs had fallen asleep from sitting too long, and she winced in pain as she hurried back to her room, mming the door shut behind her.


    That was a narrow escape! She had been sitting there, captivated by the scene unfolding before her eyes. Even though she couldn’t hear their conversation, watching their interaction had been enthralling enough. It was truly a spectacle worth witnessing! However, sheposed herself and refrained from pulling out her phone to record the moment, respecting their privacy.


    Had she acted differently, she would have crossed the line into bing an unscrupulous paparazzo, disregarding the boundaries of privacy.


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