Chapter 5

Declan stared at my partially hidden face, his eyes growing sharper.

"That voice..."

He murmured, reaching to remove my mask.

Instinctively, I stepped back, my heart racing with countless thoughts flashing through my mind.

Milo grabbed Declan's wrist with such force that his knuckles turned white.

"Rude."

The word was as cold as ice.

Declan struggled in disbelief, but he couldn't move.

"Uncle, who is she?"

Milo raised an eyebrow and replied with a hint of mischief, "Of course, she's your Aunt Adeline."

Declan's face turned pale, hesitating to speak.

An indescribable feeling spread within him.

The woman in Uncle Milo's arms felt eerily familiar.

The answer hovered on the tip of his tongue.

But he dared not believe it.

...

Milo released him and instead held my hand, gently pressing it to his lips.

The gesture was intensely intimate.

My face flushed, and I tried to pull away, but he playfully bit my finger.

"Don't hide."

There was laughter in his eyes, clearly intentional.

"Uncle Milo, is your date someone I know?" Declan asked again, unwilling to give up.

Milo raised an eyebrow, "Perhaps."

I stiffened slightly, looking at Milo with pleading eyes.

This man always had an unpredictable nature, and revealing my identity at a time like this...

What of the Harper Family's reputation?

Please don't...

Milo slightly curled his lips, leaning closer to me, "Call me 'husband,' and I'll help you."

This guy was truly wicked.

The atmosphere felt tense, and Milo suddenly chuckled softly.

"Let's go, it's dreadfully boring here."

I followed him, letting him lead me through the crowd.

Behind us was Declan's gaze, intense enough to burn right through me.

6

Milo took me to the suite on the top floor of "The Nightfall."

In the center of the room was a massive round bed, next to a floor-to-ceiling window offering a view of the entire cityscape of Kyoto.

"What's the matter? Are you scared?" Milo raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his eyes.

I quietly replied, "No."

Milo leisurely unfastened his tie, revealing a striking collarbone. "Where did the courage to bring me to 'The Nightfall' go?"

"I just wanted to clear things up with Declan."

I turned my face away.

"Is that so?" Milo walked towards me. "I'm sorry then, that you couldn't clear things up."

He feigned regret with a slight pout.

Suddenly, he bit my lip fiercely. "Liar, you clearly can't forget."

I hadn't expected him to hold such a grudge.

"The ruthless heir is actually jealous?" I teased him with a smile.

Not afraid at all.

"Yes, jealous."

...

Milo emerged from the shower, bare-chested.

Water droplets trickled down his toned body, accentuating his perfect muscles.

Noticing my gaze, he smirked lightly.

"Seen enough?"

I turned to leave, but he grabbed my wrist, pulling me into his embrace.

"You said you liked it, why not touch?"

Milo guided my hand to his strong chest.

"I..."

I swallowed hard.

Was I really supposed to touch?

Before I could respond, Milo leaned down to kiss me.

He pressed me against the wall, his hands firmly on my waist, his breath hot.

"Compared to that loser, who makes you happier?"

I closed my eyes, not wanting to answer.

Milo's kisses traveled from my lips to my ear, "Not answering? Fine, I'll just have to show you."

His lips trailed down my neck.

My legs went weak, barely able to stand.

"Aren't I much better than him? I'm bigger..."

I hurriedly covered his mouth, "Stop it!"

Milo looked at me, amused, and suddenly scooped me up, carrying me to the bed.

Water droplets from his hair dripped onto my face.

"Adeline, you can't escape."

He kissed me forcefully, but then there was a loud knocking on the door.

"Adeline Harper, I know you're in there."

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7.

The noise outside suddenly grew louder, mixed with the slurred speech of someone drunk. It was Declan.

I tensed up. How did he find this place?