My Unchosen Ex Chases Reborn Me (Soren and Fiona) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75 Enticing Games

She withdrew the fan from beneath his collar only to trace it, slow as syrup, over the plane of his chest. The lacquered silk glided downward, brazenly flirting through layers of brocade, a sanctioned trespass that, because of its vencer of propriety, plucked at nerves rawer than naked

skin.

What a picture he made–every inch the elegant rake even while feigning indifference.

Sterling spared her antics a brief, cutting glance yet made no move to stop her. “And when you return home in this state, young master, how will you explain yourself?”

“Relax,” Fiona said, voice light. “My wives and concubines dance to my tune. None of them would dare trouble you.”

Only then did the man close his fingers around the wandering fan, a wry smile tugging at his mouth. “If you already have a household, why stray? Treasure the person beside you, or sooner or later you will freeze their heart.”

“And if their heart does grow cold, what of it?” she countered.

The emerald–patterned mask cloaked his features in something almost otherworldly; far from ugly, the carved lines lent his face an alluring savagery.

She wondered what lay beneath that veneer. His frame was tall, posture refined; even an average face would be burnished by such bearing, and if he happened to be handsome, that was only icing on a dangerous cake.

She laughed, soft and low. “With a companion as beautiful as you, any consequence would be worth the price.”

At that, Sterling pushed the fan aside, and the languid intimacy collapsed like a stage curtain yanked down too soon.

In the life she had already lived, he had been her lawful spouse; sneaking out now to woo another beneath his nose was betrayal all over again. No compliment could disguise the

offense.

“Mind your dignity,” Sterling said, voice cool as steel. “Those who try to play games with me rarely like the ending.”

And indeed, no one ever did. Even the palace princes kept their jokes locked behind their teeth when he was present.

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Fiona, though, had taken his measure long ago. A man this striking was never without guardians.

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“Mr. Sutherland!” Pearl blurted, panic frosting her voice; she feared her mistress had pushed

too far.

“If your circumstances make this awkward, Sterling, I’ll simply choose someone else,” Fiona said lightly. She was here on business–the identity of her partner mattered little.

Sterling studied her for a moment, then answered, “Today in Pearl Terrace, I’m afraid I’m the only one available.”

He rose with unhurried grace, filled her cup with fresh tea, then moved to the side and laid his fingers on the zither strings, coaxing a river of silver notes into the room.

Fiona considered. Pearl Terrace brimmed with beauties; obviously she could have found another. Yet if Sterling preferred she did not wander, she was happy to spare herself the extra effort.

Silvery notes drifted from the zither, cool and limpid as moonlight on still water. Each plucked string hung in the air a heartbeat, then dissolved, coaxing the room into a hush so pure even breathing felt reverent.

Fiona allowed her eyes to fall shut, letting the melody settle deep inside her chest.

With skill like his, no wonder influential patrons hover at his back. The thought flickered, then she opened her eyes again, calm but newly alert.

“Your playing is extraordinary. I have feasted on nothing but music tonight,” she said, voice low, almost wistful.

Reaching into her sleeve, she produced a small ingot of gold that caught the lamplight. “I repay genius fairly. May I trouble you again when next I visit?”

Across the zither, Sterling lifted his brows, voice almost languid. “You intend another visit?”

Fiona met the question without blinking, weighing every inflection. If he truly disliked my presence, he would never have remained so long.

Sterling rose. Step by deliberate step, he crossed the polished floor. Fiona held her ground, refusing to retreat even when he reached out and brushed a single strand of her dark hair between his fingers.

She wore the garb of a young gentleman tonight. The intimate gesture, against such disguise, felt strangely out of place, yet she did not flinch.

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“What do you mean to do to my master?” Pearl asked, unease sharpening every

word.

Sterling ignored the maid entirely. Bending until his lips hovered near Fiona’s ear, he let a smile curve. “A return engagement is easy enough, but you will first dismiss those chattering nightingales who cling to your side.”

The door swung inward. The attendant who had guided Fiona to Pearl Terrace earlier inclined her head. “Sir, please follow me.”

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