Chapter 9

• Despite her heart's frenetic pace, Ava managed to muster a response, a breathless "Hey" escaping her lips. As she turned to meet his gaze, time seemed to suspend, her world narrowing to the enigmatic Leon Miller. But just as anticipation thickened the air, he released his hold, leaving Ava both startled and longing for more, the weight of his presence lingering as he returned to his seat.This was because,as the game unfolded, he found himself unable to persist, his resolve faltering in the face of a truth he couldn't ignore—her appearance seemed strikingly youthful, a mismatch for his expectations within the context of the game.
• Acknowledging his defeat in the game, Leon offered a resigned smile, conceding, "You won." The audacious lady, not one to miss an opportunity, teased him further, her fingers playing with the fabric of his tie as she declared, "For your loss, I demand all the riches you possess." Leon's own grin mirrored her playfulness as he replied, "Done," a promise exchanged with a hint of mischief.
• Meanwhile, Ava retreated from the room, her emotions swirling as she found herself back amidst the revelry of the larger gathering. Fate had other plans in store, as she stumbled upon Kamari, who inquired about her whereabouts. Apologizing for her absence, Ava recounted the event, and Kamari guided her towards the restroom. The echoes of that brief yet charged encounter with Leon continued to resonate within her, a melody of intrigue and curiosity playing against the backdrop of the night's festivities.