The Paper Wife’s Empire novel Chapter 91

Their shallow, uneven breaths mingled in the darkness, desire simmering quietly between them.

Yet Ethan held back, keeping a careful boundary. He simply wrapped his arms around her, holding her gently for a long, silent moment.

When he finally let go, his hand lingered, caressing her flushed cheek. His gaze, deep as the ocean, was full of restrained heat.

“Don’t be afraid,” he murmured, his voice low and rough, yet steady and clear. “I want more than just tonight. We have all the time in the world, our lives are just beginning.”

His words seemed to land softly on Ramona’s heart, making her blood rush with warmth. There was no mistaking Ethan’s intent; he wanted her, not just for a moment, but for always. He wanted to marry her, and he truly respected her.

Ramona’s world was suddenly turned upside down.

Before tonight, she’d never thought of Ethan in any other way. But now, facing him, she found her heart racing with anticipation.

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Monday morning, Ramona returned to Holt Group as promised.

Griffin and the others were already waiting for her in the executive office.

She walked in wearing a cobalt blue plaid suit, radiating confidence and poise—so different from the Ramona who used to work here.

Even Griffin had to do a double take; for a moment, he barely recognized her.

“Ramona, you’re finally here. My dad’s been waiting for you,” Jotham said, unable to hide his excitement. He rushed to her side, reaching to take her arm, but she deftly stepped aside.

Ramona took a seat directly across from Griffin, greeting him with a polite smile. “Good morning, Mr. Holt.”

Griffin’s eyes narrowed as he studied her. “It’s only been a short while, but you’re calling me Mr. Holt now?”

The rumors were true—Ramona had changed. The quiet, sincere girl who used to stand at Jotham’s side was gone; in her place was a woman with presence.

“I always remember what you once said,” Ramona replied softly, her tone cool. “There’s no room for personal feelings at work. Only those with real ability deserve a seat at the table.”

The room chilled instantly. Those words were Griffin’s own, thrown back at him.

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