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    Without realizing it, his grip around her tightened, like he couldn’t stand the thought of letting her drift even an inch away.


    Blocked only by the narrow armrest, Wesley’s eyes turned darker, and in one swift movement, he shifted her onto hisp. Whatever distance had been left vanished in an instant.


    That was when Elena jolted back to awareness. She paused, quiet for a second, then, seeing that he had no intention of releasing her, ced a hand on his shoulder and gave a firm push.


    As her hand pressed against him, her gaze dropped—and that was when she noticed something solid beneath her.


    Wesley followed her line of sight, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly as he swallowed, eyes heavy with heat.


    “I got a little ahead of myself,” he murmured, though the apologycked anything resembling regret.


    Not even a flicker of surprise crossed Elena’s face. This wasn’t the first time she’d seen Wesley erect.


    Eyes lowered, thickshes brushing her cheeks, she looked every bit serene—even as her lips curved into something dangerously calm.


    “Wesley,” she said softly, “you’re still young. You might want to rein it in a little—too much desire isn’t great for your health.”


    Wesley chuckled as her earnest demeanor caught him off guard, his chest vibrating withughter.


    Even through the door, Felix caught the sound of Wesley’sughter. Surely this had to be Elena’s influence! Wesley only everughed like that in her presence, where his happiness seemed authentic.


    This insight led Felix to reduce the speed of their private jet. Onboard the Harper family’s jet, Javier’s expression turned to one of confusion as he noted the unusual slowness of Wesley’s jet.


    “Why is Wesley’s jetgging? Is there a problem with it?” Javier asked, his concern evident.


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    Jeffry observed from the window as Wesley’s jet started to fall back.


    Wesley’s aircraft, equipped with some of the most advanced engines, was designed for speeds surpassing most military jets, and its maintenance was extremely costly. A malfunction in such an advanced jet was highly unlikely.


    Despite Javier’s continued puzzlement, Jeffry decided to draw the window shade down, choosing to ignore the unfolding situation. He fully grasped Wesley’s true intentions.


    In another scene, Wesley was entangled with Elena. He reached forward, pulling her close once again. There was no way for her to escape his enveloping hold.


    In a low, captivating tone, he asked, “You said I need to rein in a little due to too much desire?”


    He had restrained his feelings for quite some time, never advancing beyond a certain point. His physical response was now a reflection of suppressed desires erupting uncontrobly.


    He pressed on. “When will you put out the mes you lit?”


    Elena saw Wesley as someone who easily passed the me. She had done nothing to turn him on.


    “When did I ever light this fire?” she asked, rejecting the responsibility for something she hadn’t initiated.


    Wesley’s defined fingers sped her wrist gently, applying careful pressure. The intensity inside him red with each ticking second. She would never truly grasp it. His reaction was simply a natural response to her presence.


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