The Billionaire’s Intern novel Chapter 134

He let his gaze drop to the untouched cup of coffee before him, masking a flicker of guilt with a faint, knowing smirk. “Nothing I couldn’t handle,” he said, the words calm-but carrying the weight of more than he let on. His hand stirred the coffee in front of him, motionless almost, eyes repeatedly drifting toward the resort entrance, half-expecting Harper to appear. But she didn’t. The absence settled around him like a weight, the soft morning light doing nothing to warm the ache that had settled in his chest overnight. Though the morning sun spilled warmth across him, a cold unease lingered-a sharp ache that neither last night’s whiskey nor the gentle sea breeze could soothe. Maya’s gaze flicked...