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... sk. In the flickering amber light, she looked devastatingly exquisite—a temptation that tested every ounce of his crumbling resolve. Yet, with a heavy exhale, he caught her wrists and firmly, almost regretfully, disentangled them from his neck.
"Enough," he rasped, his voice strained. "You may go. I won’t breathe a word of this again. You needn’t indulge my provocations; I was merely trying to provoke you."
Olivia blinked, the sudden withdrawal leaving her cold. "What? But..." ...
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