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    “Did you just say something?” she asked, squinting at him through her drunken haze.


    “Yeah. If you’re tired, rest against me for a while,” he replied, his voice low and deep, like a whispered secret meant for her alone.<fn34c6> Content originallyes from FιndNovel</fn34c6>


    Christina’s eyes widened, as if she’d just stumbled onto something rare and unexpected. “Wow! I never knew you had a soft side. I honestly thought I was imagining things.”


    Dn cleared his throat, a flush creeping in as he found himself flustered beneath Christina’s unwavering stare. His deep-set eyes flicked away, unable to hold her gaze for more than a heartbeat.


    Christina tilted her head, intrigued. It was rare to witness Dn—usually distant and emotionally untouchable—caught off guard like this.


    The alcohol had loosened her inhibitions, stripping away the filters she usually clung to.


    As Dn’s lips parted slightly, she reached out without hesitation, cupping his handsome face tenderly between her hands.


    Dn blinked, clearly startled. His heart gave an involuntary jolt, the sudden pounding echoing in his ears.


    “You… you’re so cute,” Christina said with augh, her voice light and carefree.


    Dn froze, stunned. That was a word no one had ever thrown his way before. And now, of all people, Christina had said it. Something unfamiliar and strangely sweet bloomed in his chest. It was an odd sensation—one he didn’t quite understand but couldn’t ignore.


    His eyes drifted over her delicate features, a flicker of anticipation creeping into his thoughts. Could this lead to something more?


    His eyes slipped downward, drawn to the inviting curve of her cherry-red lips. They were irresistibly tempting.


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    A reckless thought skittered across his mind, and he quickly looked away, straightening up stiffly. His breath hitched slightly, and he reached out to gently remove her hands from his face.


    But then, Christina leaned in, closing the space between them until their faces hovered just inches apart.


    The air between them felt charged, as if the tiniest nudge would send their lips colliding.


    His heart beat wildly, each thump more frantic than thest, his breathing growing shallow and strained.


    Dn clenched his fists, trying with everything he had to suppress the growing urge to kiss her.


    He dared not shift his gaze to her striking features—but his will faltered. Just a glimpse. That nce cost him. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he fought to keep himself in check.


    Christina’s eyes—hazy, half-lidded, and undeniably seductive—locked onto his. She had no idea just how much she was pushing him to the edge. A little closer, and he knew he’d lose all control.


    His breaths came faster, each one shallow and heated, his pulse thundering in his chest.


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