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... into. He had just stepped out of the doorway when Oriana happened to bump her face against his hard chest.

"You broke my nose, Young Master," she mumbled, covering her nose with her hands.

"Whose fault is it to not look ahead?" he replied grumpily.

"Apologies, Young Master. I was negligent." She bowed to him, but seeing the redness on her nose, Rafal’s stern expression softened.

"Let me see. There is no blood, right—"

A voice interrupted him. "Don’t you ha ...

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