Chapter 81: His First MILF?
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Amelia stood still between the tall shelves, holding the heavy tome of Advanced Binding Reagents against her chest. Her breathing was uneven, and she felt her pulse pounding far harder than it should.
She watched Arios walking toward the exit of the library, his figure retreating slowly with each step. The sight made something stir inside her, something she hated to admit even to herself.
What was that just now? Why did my body react like that? she thought bitterly, tightening her grip on the book until her knuckles whitened. It was nothing— he only brushed against me. It happens all the time in crowded places. That shouldn't have meant anything.
But it had meant something. The warmth of his body against her arm, the closeness of his face when he leaned in—it replayed in her mind in vivid detail, refusing to fade. Her throat felt dry, and she swallowed hard.
