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... polished oak and faint traces of jasmine incense, a veil that barely masked the underlying musk of anticipation and secrecy.
Aiden’s fingers tangled in Catherine’s golden hair, his grip firm yet trembling with a mix of frustration and raw need.
He leaned against the ornate wall, its cool marble pressing into his back like a silent judge.
"Where is Sabrina?" Aiden growled, his voice low and demanding as he stared down at her.
Catherine, the ever-gorgeous viscountes ...
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