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Submitting to my rival

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After Damian stepped out, leaving me alone in the study with my gown wrinkled, my mask dangling from my fingers, and the unmistakable evidence of what we had done still warm between my legs.

I stood there for several more seconds, pulse still elevated and listening to the distant return of the orchestra.

Somewhere in the house, a camera flash went off and the flash burned behind my eyelids.

I fixed the gown as best I could, smoothed the silk with hands that were not entirely steady, and slipped
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