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... Evelyn froze in the doorway, staring at Axel Knight, casually seated at one of the tables facing the beach, sunlight streaming over his sharp features.
A steaming espresso sat in front of him, untouched. His suit was draped neatly over the chair, the sleeves of his black shirt rolled up just enough to expose the hard lines of his forearms.
Beside him sat Dylan, equally composed, though his eyes were glued to his phone, not the scenery. Typical Dylan, loyal, competent, and happil ...
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