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No hesitation. “It’s incredible. I love it,” Elena replied, her voice full of awe. Nothing in her life had evere close to this—the most spectacr fireworks disy she’d ever witnessed.
The show stretched on, blue lighting up the darkness again and again. Just as Elena thought it had reached its grand finale, a violet re erupted above, adding a newyer of magic. She spun toward Wesley, eyes shining with surprise. “Seriously, how many fireworks did you arrange?”
Wesley didn’t say a word. Instead, he leaned in and kissed her gently, letting the dazzling colors overhead frame their moment.
Beneath the spectacr fireworks, the world seemed to melt away, leaving only the two of them in their own universe.
However, Elena wasn’t the only one swept up in the magic. Every corner of the paused to watch the spectacle unfold.
Social media exploded, the hashtag “Which Tycoon Is Pulling Out All The Stops?” racing up the trending charts.
Netizens couldn’t help butment.
“Whoever nned this is setting the bar way too high. Hundreds of thousands just for fireworks? Jealous doesn’t even cover it.”
“I can’t handle this level of romance!”
“These fireworks are blinding. I think I’m actually tearing up out of jealousy.”
“Somebody stop the kissing! We all want a front-row seat to this fairy tale!”
“Bathroom break on hold. There’s no way I’m missing this kind of romance!”
“Alright, thatstment might be a little over the top.”
“Don’t ruin the moment for everyone else.”
“Put the game down! The real action is happening in the tonight!”
For a solid thirty minutes, the night sky pulsed with color, leaving the whole city of the talking and making sure Elena would never forget it.
Once the final burst faded, Elena, still catching her breath, rested against Wesley.
Wesley reached out and cupped her face, letting his fingers linger at her ear, silent but close.
No words were needed. The fireworks had gone silent, reced only by the sound of their uneven breathing filling the warm car.
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Tonight, Elena wore a red sweater with a tiny bunny stitched on the front, making her look almost impossibly sweet. Her cheeks were rosy, her eyes sparkling as she looked up at him.
With the heater humming and warmth swirling around them, Elena’s face grew even redder, and Wesley couldn’t resist leaning in for another kiss.
By the time the night was over, Elena’s lips were faintly swollen, a reflection of just how many times Wesley had pressed his own against hers.
Restraint slipped through Wesley’s fingers, while Elena managed to regain some control. A gentle suggestion came from her lips. “We should go back now.” Midnight had marked a special vigil for Elena and Louis on Christmas Eve. Disappearing without a trace was out of the question, especially since Louis had already slipped away on his own.
Desire tugged at Wesley, but he honored her wish, steering the car back to the Harper estate withoutint.
Just before parting ways, Wesley pulled Elena close and pressed a kiss on her lips that lingered with meaning. With a teasing grin, he whispered, “You get a free pass tonight. But next round, you’re doubling up on payback.”
She crossed the threshold mere moments ahead of Louis’s arrival. Grumbling trailed in as soon as he set foot inside. “Whoever set off those fireworks must think they’re brilliant. Mine didn’t stand a chance next to theirs!” A scowl creased his brow.
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