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"You can't honestly stand there and deny it," I whispered, my voice rough with frustration, as I leaned closer to her.

Our breaths mingled, lips hovering dangerously close, the temptation to bridge the distance almost overwhelming.

My hands moved of their own accord, wrapping around her waist, the soft curve of her hips fitting perfectly against my palms.

The silk of her dress felt like a tantalizing barrier as the warmth of her skin radiated through the fabric.

Her breath hitched, a barely audible sound that fueled the fire raging between us.

Up close, her features were even more captivating. Her eyes, usually so lively, held a mixture of defiance and vulnerability.

Her lips, plump and inviting, were parted slightly as if she were struggling to find the right words. I could feel the heat emanating from her.

Instead of pushing me away, Sophia's hands came to rest on top of my arms, her fingers tightening around my biceps.

The touch was electrifying, igniting a fierce desire I had been trying to suppress. It was as if she was silently urging me to close the gap, to bridge the distance that still separated our lips.

Our gazes remained locked, the unspoken tension hanging like a live wire. The world around us seemed to fade into nothingness, leaving only the charged connection between us.

At that moment, it was a battle of wills, desire, and the overwhelming need to give in to what had been building between us since that fateful night.

And then, just as our lips were about to meet, a knock on the door shattered the charged atmosphere.

We leaped away from each other as if burned, our heartbeats racing in tandem. Clearing our throats awkwardly, we exchanged a glance filled with embarrassment and frustration.

I gestured for the person to enter, annoyance flooding me at the interruption. The door swung open, revealing none other than Antonio.

His observant gaze took in the room's tension, and as he looked at Sophia, I could see as realization dawned on him.

His eyes slightly widened when he recognized Sophia from her ID card that Leo had shown us back then.

Since I had decided to deal with Sophia, Antonio had not come into much contact with her, especially as I had more important jobs outside the company for him.

To be truthful, another part of why I had decided to handle Sophia on my own and call Antonio less often to the company was that I wanted to avoid Antonio catching a whiff of my feelings for her.

He would disapprove, and by the slow movement of his eyes landing on me, accompanied by a slight frown, I knew Antonio was aware of something between us.

It was as if he could sense the underlying currents that had just been interrupted.

I cursed inwardly. Could he even accuse me of developing something between myself and Sophia when Sophia denied what we had?

I snorted to myself. It was wishful thinking. Antonio was too observant and stubborn.

I cleared my throat to dispel the awkward silence that had descended in my office. "What brings you here?" I questioned Antonio, regaining my composure.

His gaze flickered between me and Sophia, a knowing glint in his eyes. "I tried calling you, but you were not picking up.

I was worried…that something had happened…to you," Antonio replied, his tone neutral.

I exchanged a glance with Sophia, catching her fidgeting with the documents on her table out of the corner of my eye.

She seemed determined to remain inconspicuous, to the point of avoiding eye contact.

"Ah, yes, I was caught up in something," I replied vaguely, not wanting to delve into my earlier encounter with Sophia.

“Let’s go.” I gestured to the door. Clearly, Antonio had something important to tell me; otherwise, he wouldn’t have come here.

“I have something important to attend to.” I turned to Sophia, who had been watching me but quickly averted her gaze when our eyes met. “I’ll see you later.”

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