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... e, chest heaving. A private tennis court. Complete with maids stationed to retrieve balls. Can’t believe this is my life now.
The maids stood by the far fence—perhaps fifty meters away. Close enough to respond when needed, distant enough for complete privacy. Philip had watched one gracefully retrieve a ball earlier, returning it with a curtsy before retreating.
Natalia approached him with perfect timing, offering a pristine towel and ice water.
"Thank you," he gasped. ...
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