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... red to break—except Diane.
She leaned back in her chair, twirling the stem of her wine glass between her fingers, wearing the kind of smile that sent a message—you’re losing, and I’m enjoying every second of it.
Victor was watching her now, not with amusement, but with the frosty coldness of a man who wasn’t used to being bested.
Diane had expected this. A power play. A battle of wills. And she was winning.
Victor set his glass down, he had this icy like Alaska ex ...
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