Blind Date Turned Proposal

Josie emitted two soft, subdued whimpers.

Arnold had already reached the rooftop’s exterior. He attempted to push open the door, but to his surprise, there was no response.

“Josie, are you in there?”

Josie cast a fierce glare at the man who was intimately close to her, wishing to speak, but his kiss grew more fervent. “Let him hear how you flourish in my embrace.”

She felt on the brink of suffocation.

Arnold received no response, so he unlocked the rooftop door and called out, “Josie?”

Dexter’s voice resembled a haunting nightmare. “Do you believe that if he witnessed the woman he never had, brought to the edge of ecstasy by me, he would kill me?”

He appeared to envision Arnold’s reaction and couldn’t suppress a chuckle.

This fleeting trace of laughter ultimately dissuaded Arnold from forcing the door open. He remained there for an extended period, enshrouded in shadows.

The housekeeper returned and inquired, “Mr. Carter, is Mr. Russell inside?”

Arnold turned around and replied, “He’s not here,

leather shoes descending the

like a fish out of water, utterly drained, as if she

the wrinkles in his black trousers, and resumed his usual cool and

steadying

to avoid more significant trouble, don’t take the medicine,” Dexter advised, brushing his shoulder. His fingers bore

it fiercely, striking Dexter. “We’re already divorced; why

painful clink. He didn’t even furrow his brows as he calmly stated, “I’ve told you

her energy completely drained as she

beads of sweat to form on the man’s forehead. He looked up and remarked,

open the rooftop

Josie shouted, her voice filled with determination “If you dare touch

expressionless as he

walked toward the rooftop’s

threatening tone, “If you dare to jump, I’ll have Paul taken

she heard this. She asked anxiously, “Do you have

silhouette disappeared into the