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Chapter 65

Kira

I crawl into my uber shortly before midnight. Well, stumbled. Whatever. The doorman helps me into the back of the car.

“To the packhouse?” Inquires the driver.

“Yuppersss.” Shit. My speech is a lot more slurred than I thought. How many drinks had I actually had? 

**

Five hours earlier

“What a beautiful suite…”

“My father wanted nothing but the best.”

“Looks like he got it.” My heels click softly on the marble rug. 

“Would you like a drink?” Justin’s piercing gaze warms my skin, even though I’m still flush from our encounter in the ele

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Angie
Yeah this should be a wake call that she’s using alcohol too much
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