Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 470

Adrian’s eyes sparkled, bright and clear as a sunlit lake. He watched Selene with the intensity of a caged wolfhound—utterly still, gaze locked on hers.

If he’d had a tail, it would have been wagging so wildly it could power a windmill.

Selene screamed silently inside her head. Okay. Now she’d really gone too far.

She stared down at her toes, mortified.

More than just a little too far. Try a hundred miles past the line.

“Ah!” She yanked her foot back from where it had wandered, but her body lost balance and she toppled backward.

Just as she started to fall, Adrian’s hand shot out and caught her by the ankle.

The instant his skin touched hers, her heart skipped a beat.

He pulled her back to the desk. Selene froze, rigid as a statue, eyes wide and unfocused.

“Selene, are you alright?”

Harrison, who’d just watched her nearly take a spill on their video call, looked alarmed—he half seemed like he wanted to leap through the screen to catch her.

A wave of helplessness washed over him.

Thank God Selene managed to steady herself. Still, did QuanTech Innovations really have to cheap out on the CEO’s office chair?

From the other side of the screen, Harrison let out a sigh of relief.

Selene struggled to find her normal voice. “Where were we?” she managed.

She forced her expression into composure, determined not to let Harrison see a hint of panic. But she couldn’t ignore the burning heat of Adrian’s hand still wrapped around her ankle.

He didn’t let go. In fact, his grip only tightened.

“Ah—”

The feeling shot through her, triggering some secret switch—her whole body trembled, her legs and stomach muscles tensing and turning weak at the same time.

Twenty-seven years old, and only now did Selene discover her most sensitive spot was her ankle.

Adrian’s hand felt like a red-hot shackle, making her shiver all the way to her core.

Her entire focus narrowed to her foot.

Adrian’s thumb was tracing slow, deliberate circles on her ankle.

Selene felt herself unravelling.

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