Chapter 35

Ever since he picked June up from her apartment, he had not been able to peel his eyes away from her.

Draped in a red sequin dress with a slit riding too high up her thigh, she was chaos and beauty intertwined and she was going to be his ruin.

Like Venus flytrap, she had him trapped in her shackles with no intention of letting go.

This was what he was running from. This was why avoiding her was for the best.

Because once he got a whiff of her, it was almost like he couldn’t control himself anymore.

He’d make blatant excuses just to see her. He’d say things that he never wish to say. She was an obvious trap but somehow his steps still led to her.

He should let her go. The contract between them was non-existent at this point. He couldn’t continue with it after everything that had happened anyway.

His father thought him better than this. He instilled into him how emotions like this was a weakness and how he should avoid it at all cost. He’d seen in real time how emotions like thi