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... ignited like an uncontrolled fire, raw and volatile.
But Alex didn’t flinch. He had expected this reaction. He had prepared for it.
Alex locked eyes with Tryson, his expression unreadable—serious, almost contemplative—for a fleeting moment.
But then, unexpectedly, a dry chuckle escaped his lips.
Lifting the cup in his hand with an air of casual dominance, he took a slow, deliberate sip, his gaze turning ice-cold as it bore into Tryson.
The tension between ...
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