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Entwined Hearts: A Billionaire Romance 

Chapter 10 CHAP 9.2

Word Count: 1566    |    Released on: 23/09/2024

ee paid no attention. Jasmine leaned her head against Jayla's shoulder, and her chest rose and fell to some uneven, slow rhy

tains in the last rays of the sun. This cast the room into a warm, hazy light, yet as

like hours-but she didn't mind. It was quiet. Jasmine hadn't said much since her conversation upstairs, and that was okay. Jayla c

, torn between staying here and whatever the notification was on her screen. Jayla follows the glance, her ey

ile peace between them. She padded silently out of the living room, heart still

oc

ring over the screen as she stared at the phone in

ll come and pick you up at 7. Hop

back of her mind all day. Now that it was here, she was torn. She didn't want to leave her sisters, not after everything that had gone on. Then she thought of Brock- his e

be

ran through her; she pocketed her ph

gundy silk clung softly to her figure, its neckline swooping across her collarbone in elegance. The hem caressed her knees with light airiness, quietl

he color pop, a berry-tinted gloss on her lips. It was subtle and beautiful, and for a second, she felt the tan

-small hoops of gold that glittered in the light and danced softly against

ll, her mind escaping to Jasmine. Jayla had told her to go-that she a

r door. Jayla slipped inside, her

in a smile as she took Jade's outfit in. "The men

g a lock of hair around her

"We all need to breathe a little. Jasmine's sleeping now, and I a

ng her arms about Jayla and hugged her tight

. The building was old, yet timeless, with tall arched windows spilling golden light out onto the night to illuminate the sidewalk

came around the car to meet her, his eyes widening fractionally as he took her in. He was clad in a navy blue suit,

as he searched for the word,

ike a soft breeze. "You're not so bad yourself," she teased lig

ook it, the two of them movin

The air vibrated with the murmur of con

eaming, polished marble floors underfoot. These walls are lined with works of art- vibrant, abstract,

matically set for each painting, with its s

the next while hushed tones spoke word

swirl together in some stormy sea. He turned to her then, his voice low and warm. "*Untamed Currents*-th

he colors pulsed with energy, raw, harnessed just enough to contai

lines of her face. "So are you," he whispered, voice low, w

pace seemed to yawn between them as if the energy from the paintings ha

conversations. Painting seemed to be telling a story, and Brock had this w

Jade found herself leaning in, laughing at his obs

ted into reds, and streaks of gold threaded through almost like veins of light formed a riot of color across th

hers as they both stared at the painting. "It's my

nd. Her heart skipped a beat in her chest, her pulse racing

had been a feeling of suspended animation, as though they'd been

ght, tentative, yet sure. He turned towards her; his eyes bored into hers,

thing but silence except f

ve thought. "Thank you," she whispered. Emotion threaded her voice with

r

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