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... e smelled like smoke, ink, and something floral I hadn’t allowed.
Marina. She sat on my lap like it was her rightful place, wrapped in a silk robe that was more suggestion than clothing.
One leg draped over mine. One manicured hand resting on my chest, tracing slow, deliberate lines meant to distract.
I didn’t touch her. Didn’t pull her closer. But didn’t push her away.
Across the desk, Antonio stood with a folder tucked under his arm, posture straight, face unrea ...
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