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... the interior of Cassian’s penthouse was a blur of friction and heat.
We hadn’t even made it past the foyer before the door clicked shut with a heavy, final thud, and then Cassian was on me.
There was no preamble, no polite transition from "boss" to "lover." He pinned me against the cool wood of the door, his hands tangling in my hair, his mouth crashing against mine with a hunger that felt like it had been building since the moment he stepped into that karaoke bar.
It wa ...
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