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... I knew it when the scent hit me, mine, not someone else’s. Sharp. Sweet. Tinged with the undeniable musk of vulnerability. The enforcer’s office was sterile. Controlled. My space. I had built a reputation here, one forged in discipline and order. I did not make any mistakes. It started low, just a simmer in my spine, a creeping tightness in my belly. Then it slammed into me like wildfire under my skin. My breath hitched. My hands shook. My legs? Useless. I pushed off my desk like a drunk man, b ...
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