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He chuckled. “What’s with the face?”

I blinked. “What?”

“You’re blushing.” His voice held a teasing lit, and I could practically hear the smirk behind it.

“Oh.” I raised a hand to my cheek, rubbing absently, only to feel the warmth spreading across my skin. My lips twisted into a small, guilty smile.

Leo’s eyes gleamed with amusement. There was something about the way he looked at me—steady, knowing—that made me uneasy. Not because I felt uncomfortable, but because I had spent so long misunderstanding him.

Why hadn’t I seen his loyalty from the start? Why had I assumed he wanted me for business, for something transactional? A pang of guilt settled in my chest.

“This place is…” I started, glancing around, searching for words.

He leaned back slightly, one arm draped over the chair. “Deserving of a heiress,” he finished smoothly. “I had a work break.”

A warm rush of gratitude filled me, but it was quickly dampened by a lingering thought. Cassie had mentioned something earlier—something about Ophelia storming into Leo’s office. My fingers curled slightly against the tablecloth.

Kill Lila!

<p>I took Lila to my parents' villa in Cannes for the weekend. It was a much-needed escape from the chaos back home, a chance to breathe and just be with her. The highlight of our little getaway? The beaches, hands down. The sun-kissed shores, the rhythmic crashing of waves, and the endless stretch of blue—it was perfect. Lila had never surfed before, and I was determined to teach her.</p>

<p>We spent the days touring the city, hopping from one charming spot to another. Lila's laughter was infectious, her eyes gleaming with excitement at every turn. She had this way of making the simplest moments feel magical, and seeing her so happy made me happy.</p>

Weekend Getaway. Leo pov