Chapter 1205
Zayden had Sadie cornered, knowing all there was to know.
A cold dread enveloped Sadie. She tightened her grip on the armrest, but the shiver was unyielding, making her
tremble from head to toe.
Zayden'’s soft laugh broke through, and he leaned in, trying to comfort her.
“Don’t worry too much; I've got it covered. I've sent someone to handle the details.”
Sadie sat rigidly as he shifted closer, his voice taking on a gentle persuasion.
“Forget the past and be the Sadie I want by my side.
Witharound, these Little ghosts won't haunt you.”
His words made it clear to her; she was ensnared in his web. The weight of what he could disclose to Holden
pressed on her, and she felt the walls closing in.
Her resolve weakening, she reached for Zayden, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I've tried to do as you asked. Please, don’t spill my secrets to Holden. I can't lose what I've built. I'm begging
you.”
Zayden brushed his fingers over her cheek, locking his gaze onto her.
“I promise. Just play by my rules. Haven't I kept your secrets safe till now?”
Relief washed over Sadie momentarily, but Zayden wasn’t done.
“But first, prove you're with me,” he said.
Sadie said, “I've done everything you asked. Isn't that proof?”
Zayden's only response was a chuckle, taking another puff from his cigar and letting the silence linger.
Sadie felt a tightening knot in her stomach, trying to read the enigma that was Zayden.
As the minutes stretched, she recalled everything he had done so far, and, mustering courage, decided to play
her cards. With a sultry smile, she traced her fingers up his arm, ending at his neck, pulling him closer with an
inviting look.
Zayden was about to ask Sadie to bug Holden's study. Yet, he hadn't seen this brazen move coming. Their faces
were mere inches apart, and a heady mix of cigar smoke and her intoxicating fragrance enveloped them.
Raising an eyebrow, Zayden pulled her even closer. Responding to his move, Sadie softly grazed her lips near
his.
Zayden hadn't planned for things to go this direction, but presented with such a tempting situation, how could
he say no?
Moreover, this would be a subtle slight to Holden.
Drawn into the allure of the moment, their restraint evaporated.
Zayden gave in to the magnetic pull and kissed Sadie passionately. In one smooth motion, he whisked her off her
feet and opened a nearby door, gently laying her down.
The room filled with the evidence of their closeness-sharp intakes of breath, soft moans, and the gentle rustling
of fabric.
The warmth of the moment enveloped Sadie, her heart racing faster than ever. But as the feelings heightened, a
familiar pain threatened to eclipse the passion. The old ailment that had haunted her heart resurfaced suddenly,
making each breath a battle. Grasping her chest, her voice filled with rising dread, she cried out, “Help! Help me!
My meds... They're in my bag!”