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... ef like perfume. Not the one who stopped pretending once the papers were signed. This Christian was earlier. Sharper. Still wrapped in charm and self-assurance, untouched by the violence he’d one day call necessity.
He looked exactly the same.
That was the worst part.
Christian glanced down as if to assess the moment for decorum. Then he smiled. Not wide. Just enough to suggest warmth. Authority. Ownership without saying the word.
"I wasn’t sure how to approach," ...
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