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... ing behind her as though it carried her irritation.
She took a deep breath, her blue eyes scanning the luxurious space she called her own.
The bedsheets were neatly arranged, the pillows fluffed, the faint scent of perfume still lingering — courtesy of the maids.
Her fingers tightened on the doorknob until her knuckles paled.
"That damn bastard..." she muttered through clenched teeth.
Lucius.
Lucius.
Lucius.
Everywhere she went, his ...
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