Dumping The Ice King His Mini-Tyrant novel Chapter 475

If Adrian could be summed up in a single word, it would be *irresistible*.

A sudden cramp in her stomach made Selene keenly aware of the changes in her body. The early summer afternoon felt thick and stifling, the air in her office growing heavy and warm.

It was as if a jolt of electricity had shot up her spine, a tingling sensation racing from her tailbone upward.

Her lips parted slightly, curiosity about Adrian flaring stronger than ever.

“What is it about me that attracts someone like you?” she asked, her voice drifting down to where he was.

Adrian looked up, feigning innocence, almost as if he was surrendering himself to her whims. “Someone like me? What kind of person is that?”

Selene sat on her office chair, eyes lowered, studying him. Looking down at this man stirred something strange and exhilarating in her chest—like a swarm of butterflies threatening to burst free.

For the first time, she understood what it meant to look down from a position of power. The thrill of holding the upper hand was undeniable.

Adrian’s posture in front of her—kneeling, vulnerable—was a silent invitation, as if he was saying she could do anything she wanted to him.

He really was on his knees.

She could ask anything of him, and he wouldn’t refuse.

“Mr. Shaw, do you even realize how exceptional you are?” Selene teased, her tone light.

A mischievous glint lit up Adrian’s eyes, bright as the night sky. “Mr. Thompson, are you saying you’re not aware of your own brilliance?”

He tossed her words right back at her, not missing a beat.

“Compared to you, I—”

“Selene,” he interrupted softly, “everyone’s journey is different. Some people move quickly, some take their time. No one can judge what someone will achieve in their lifetime until the very end. Whether or not you’re ‘worthy’ is just self-doubt talking. When it comes to feelings, it’s simple: you either care for someone, or you don’t.”

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