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... d humming server banks, the only light coming from blinking LEDs and status indicators. Rows of massive data storage units lined the walls, their mechanical heartbeats providing a steady rhythm to our forbidden encounter.
Natalia’s hands worked frantically at my belt while I hiked up her midnight-blue gown. The silky material bunched around her waist as I spun her around, pressing her against one of the server racks. The metal must have been cold against her bare skin, but she only moane ...
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