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... close, a distinct, bony hand separated them, forcing the almost-closing doors back open.
The aristocratically tall figure appeared before Ann Vaughn as if from another world, with the overhead light casting down on his chiseled and handsome face. His cold and indifferent expression sent chills down one’s spine.
Cyrus Hawthorne stepped into the elevator with long strides, his narrow eyes dark and stormy as they fixed on Ann Vaughn’s serene and petite face.
Yet Ann Vaughn s ...
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