Chapter 198

• Five Years Later
• Charlotte slipped into a sleek, crimson gown that hugged her curves like a lover's whisper—low-cut, thigh-high slit, and silk shimmering under the dim light. Howard was buried in work at his study desk, the clock striking midnight unnoticed as his fingers flew across the laptop keys.
• She glided in silently, heart racing with mischief. With graceful precision, she hoisted herself onto the desk, knees parting slightly as she sauntered forward on all fours. Her hand nudged the laptop shut with a soft click. She smiled down at him, eyes smoldering.