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... charged, his eyes gleaming with the untouchable confidence only a Steele could wear.
Tisha didn’t budge. Her auburn hair caught the sunlight spilling through the blinds, her posture rigid, her voice sharp enough to slice through his arrogance.
"Marcus, this has to stop," she said. Her voice carried a low, controlled purr, but beneath it, steel. "Your temper, these fights... it’s reckless. More than that, it’s a liability. Are you really so eager to get yourself expelled?"
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