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Chapter 205 Get Going Already Natalie's POV: 67% +10 Free Coins I finished my work for the Scott Group early that evening and drove Leonardo to the airport. He was flying to the southwestern border on the Sanchez Group's private jet to handle that critical multinational project. The trip would take a week. With his status and how he was traveling, a send-off wasn't necessary, but I insisted. The thought of going seven whole days without seeing him had my chest aching with reluctance. We had a quick, quiet dinner before leaving. He sat across from me.

The soft light cast shadows on his defined features, and his deep eyes stayed fixed on me most of the time with an intense, almost absorbed focus. I wanted to stretch our time together, but finally I checked the clock. "We should go," I reminded him. "Otherwise, we'll hit traffic." Leonardo's gaze drifted from my face down to our joined hands. His long fingers were unconsciously stroking the diamond ring on my finger-the mate token he had put on me himself during the Moon Goddess' vow ceremony. "Do I have to go?" he asked quietly, a heavy undercurrent in his voice.

My mind was still running through his travel plans, worried he'd neglect his health like last time. I didn't fully catch the reluctance in his voice. "Yeah," I answered absently. "We should really get going." I looked down to double-check the carry-on I'd packed for him, filled with medicine and travel essentials I'd prepared. I knew Aaron would have everything covered, but this was my way of showing I cared. I'd especially found some strong meds and soothing herbal drinks for his prone-to-sore throat.

"How did things go at the Scott Group today?" Leonardo's question pulled me from my thoughts. I looked up to find him still watching me intently, making my cheeks warm. "With you backing me, it was a breeze," I said, smiling as I remembered Samuel's sour expression. "You should have seen Samuel's face today. I don't think he'll dare cause more trouble for a while." "And the Richardson Group," I added, a cold glint in my eyes. "I've got proof of the flaws in their core business. The authorities are on them now. Their IPO is completely dead.

Anyone who invests now is throwing good money after ad." Leonardo usually had little patience for these perty power struggles. His world operated on more direct, primal rules-the wolf pack's law of the jungle. But right then, he listened 1/2 18:14 Tue, Jan 6 T Chapter 205 Get Going Already carefully, his focused gaze making every word Iaid seem important. 67% +10 Free Coins It suddenly hit me that I might be talking too much, sounding boastful and calculating. A flicker of worry niggled at me.

"Leonardo," I asked, "do you think I'm being too vengeful?" After all, what I was doing could be seen as wiping them out completely. "No." His answer came without a heartbeat of hesitation. His fingers laced firmly with mine, and he pulled me closer. He bent his head, his cool lips brushing my forehead in a touch that sent a shiver of calm through me. "If it were up to me," he said, his thumb stroking the back of my hand, his voice calm but laced with unmistakable indulgence, "they wouldn't even get the chance to regret it." He paused, holding my gaze. "So, do what you need to do.

I've got your back-no matter what." Surrounded by his clean, familiar scent and his deep gaze, a jolt shot through me, leaving my knees wobbly. I was about to speak when he glanced at his wris watch. "I really do have to go now." Genuine regret colored his tone, but he let go of my hand and stood up. I rose too, straightening his already impeccable collar and tie. He caught my wrist, leaned down, and pressed a brief but firm kiss to my lips, marked by his unique, undeniable possessiveness. "Video call, three times a day," he murmured, his fingers giving a warning squeeze to my palm.

"Don't make me worry." My ears burned. I gave him a light shove, trying to break the overly intimate mood. "Get going already, Mr. Sanchez." The forty-minute ride to the airport flew by in the blink of an eye. The car was quiet. I leaned over, wrapped my arms around his, and buried my face in the crisp fabric of his suit jacket, breathing in his comforting scent. "Leonardo," I mumbled, hearing an unexpected layer of dependence in my own voice. "I'm going to miss you." "Then I won't go." His arm tightened around me pulling me closer. He rested his chin on the top of my head.

He sounded dead serious-no trace of a joke. My heart gave a wild leap, and "Okay" almost escaped my lips. But sense quickly returned. His personally handling this week-long project was no small matter. I couldn't be that selfish. 2/2 18.14 Tue, Jan 6 CICA admin