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    Their embrace filled the back seat with a charged, intimate energy.


    As passion threatened to overtake them, they slowly pulled away. Corrine positioned herself on Nate’sp, his strong arm securing her by the waist.


    She felt the gentle caress of his fingers along her waist, heightening the moment’s intensity.


    Nate nestled his head in the crook of Corrine’s neck, his warm breath sending a shiver down her spine.


    “Your body tells the truth even when your words do not,” he murmured seductively, chuckling.


    A blush warmed Corrine’s cheeks. She mimicked his earlier gesture and lifted his chin.


    “Satisfied now?” she asked, her eyes teasing.


    “Not quite,” Nate whispered, drawing her in for another kiss.


    As his lips met hers once again, Corrine felt herself melt into the warmth of his touch. Her entire body tingled with involuntary shivers. She gently pushed against his shoulder, murmuring, “Enough, enough… After all, they were still in the car, with the driver and Matias just in front!”


    Nate continued to caress her back soothingly, hisughter soft. “What are you afraid of?” he teased.


    “Afraid? Me?” Corrine scoffed, feigning confidence.


    “Really?” Nate’s voice was deep and husky,den with emotion as he met her gaze, his eyes burning with intensity. “Then why are you so tense?” he asked.


    Corrine’sshes fluttered under his prating gaze.


    “Who said I’m tense?” she countered, her voice faltering as she attempted to shift away.


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    But Nate’s hands were quick to guide her back to hisp.


    Her body stiffened instantly, and the blush spread to her ears as her heart raced.


    Just then, her phone rang, cutting through the tension. It was Natasha. “Miss Hond, the summit organizers have updated the schedule,” Natasha informed. “We need to leave for Riverveille earlier tomorrow.”


    Corrine was surprised but quickly regained herposure.


    “Understood, I’ll prepare,” she responded before hanging up.


    Looking up, she caught Nate’s concerned gaze.


    “How long will you be gone?” he asked.


    “Maybe three days to a week,” Corrine responded, the uncertainty clear in her tone.


    With over a hundredpanies attending the summit, the discussions were unlikely to be brief.


    Nate’s frown deepened, his grip on her waist tightening slightly. “Come to Celtis Estate tonight. I’ll help you pack,” he suggested.


    “How could I trouble you for such a small task?” Corrine teased, a lightness in her tone.


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