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    “Okay,” he murmured, his voice rough with feeling as he leaned in, kissing her.


    Belinda closed her eyes, letting herself sink into the warmth and care of Lucas.


    Only in these moments could she push aside all other thoughts, losing herself in the intensity of their passion.


    Tonight, Belinda’s passion burned brighter than usual.


    While Lucas would typically wee her fervor, now, it only deepened the ache in his chest.


    Throughout, Lucas was exceedingly gentle, handling her as though she were a delicate treasure that might break under the slightest pressure. In the end, Belinda fell asleep from exhaustion.


    Perhaps due to her fatigue, no dreams haunted her, and she slept peacefully until morning.


    When she woke, she was still cradled in Lucas’ arms. She was surprised by this.


    Rubbing her sleepy eyes, still groggy, she mumbled, “Lucas, why haven’t you left for work?”


    “I’ll head out once you’re up,” Lucas replied, a warm, contented smile spreading across his face as he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.


    His voice was deep and soothing.


    Belinda returned a gentle smile, yfully nudging his chest as she sat up. “Alright, go get ready.”


    “Okay.”


    They rose together, freshened up, and shared breakfast downstairs before Lucas left for the office.


    Belinda had the day off.


    She sat in the living room with Kenia, awaiting Holley’s arrival.


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    About an hourter, Holley arrived at Belinda’s home.


    A spark of anticipation flickered within her.


    Kenia had reached out to her that morning, inviting her to Belinda’s ce.


    This was a sign, Holley believed, that Kenia was willing to help her. The thought thrilled her.


    “Mom, Belinda,” she greeted them warmly, settling onto the sofa in the living room.


    But the moment she caught Kenia’s dark expression, a wave of unease washed over her. Something was off.


    Swallowing hard, Holley asked, “Mom, what’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?”


    Kenia’s voice was icy as she cut straight to the point. “What’s your connection with Lamont?”


    The question hit Holley like a lightning bolt, leaving her momentarily frozen.


    Her eyes widened as she stared at Kenia.


    It took her a moment to find her voice. “Mom, what are you talking about? Who’s Lamont? I don’t know anyone with that name,” she said, her smile rigid.


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