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... f dawn.
She crawled out from under the covers, her hair a tangled mess, and let out an enormous yawn as she shuffled toward the door with half-lidded eyes.
"Who is it?"
Before she could even finish her sentence, her gaze landed on the man leaning casually against the doorframe.
Dressed in a crisp white shirt and black ankle-length trousers, he propped himself up with one hand, his lips curling into an amused smirk as he watched her.
Beauty’s heart skipped ...
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