Orphan to Unbreakable Queen novel Chapter 280

Chapter 280

September’s heat was relentless. Though the military training at Rithol University wasn’t particularly strict, standing at attention under the blazing sun all morning had everyone groaning in misery.

After a full day of military training that ended in the afternoon, Aubree was drenched in sweat. Like everyone else, her first instinct was to rush back to the dorm for a much–needed shower.

Aubree just come out of the bathroom when she saw Bowen had texted her.

He was waiting for her at the quieter back gate of campus.

“Hey, Aubree, wanna grab some food?” Karlie asked with a grin.

Too lazy to move, Natalie had Sally fetch her a meal.

“No, you go ahead. Got something to do,” Aubree waved, grabbing her phone and heading out.

Karlie’s eyes flickered.

Aubree jogged all the way to the back gate. Bowen had an extensive collection of cars, from flashy to discreet, but his usual choice was an elegant and understated black Maybach worth hundreds of thousands.

Parked in a quiet corner with few people around, it wasn’t particularly conspicuous, unless one was looking for it, one’d hardly notice it at all.

Aubree jogged over, and by the time she opened the car door, her forehead was already glistening with sweat.

“What’s the rush?” Bowen chuckled, reaching out to gently wipe the sweat from her brow. Up front, Ethan and Samson had tactfully gotten out and were now crouched under a nearby tree, keeping watch on the surroundings.

Bowen said, “I brought you some juice from home. Carol just made it. Have a taste.”

The juice, kept in a thermos, was ice–cold to the touch. One sip, and it was pure bliss.

Aubree’s eyes curved into a smile. “So good.”

Aubree had just showered, but the walkover made her break out in another sweat, her sweat–damp clothes clinging to her now fuller figure. A far cry from the frail girl she once was.

Her curves were faintly visible through the damp fabric.

Still catching her breath, she didn’t notice Bowen avert his gaze. Being uncomfortable suddenly, his throat went dry and itchy.

Bowen asked, “Was military training tough today?”

Aubree replied, “Not too bad.”

“How’s the juice?”

The blend Carol had made was sweetly fragrant and perfectly balanced. After a long, exhausting day, Aubree didn’t have much of an appetite, but one glass of juice left her completely satisfied.

“Delicious. Carol’s perfected her craft,” Aubree replied, relaxing as the cool air chased away the heat. It was so comfortable that she didn’t even notice Bowen’s voice growing deeper and huskier.

Bowen watched as Aubree finished her juice, then leaned in, drawing her into their own private world, trapping her in his arms.

Aubree didn’t hesitate. She capped the cup, set it aside, wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed close with a contented sigh.

Amused by her playful vixen look, Bowen lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her.

He lingered and savored her lips, then deepened the kiss, tasting the sweet fruitiness.

“So sweet,” Bowen murmured.

“It’s the juice,” Aubree replied, a little breathless.

Bowen grinned teasingly. “I was talking about juice, Bree. What did you think I meant?”

Aubree’s cheeks flushed as she shot him a playful glare.

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