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... ouble doors, a wave of heat and perfume rolled over me like a living thing. The break room wasn’t a simple lounge—it was a temple of indulgence. Velvet couches, golden trays stacked with fruits, wine fountains bubbling with crimson nectar that smelled faintly of divine blood.
This is my kind of place.
A mixture of a bar, temple, resting room, and a brothel. I mean, that was exactly the feeling this break room gave me the second I walked in. I mean, come on?! I see gods sitting at ...
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