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The Contract Clause.

Author: Preshy
last update publish date: 2026-03-19 00:42:10

~ Amara ~

“I thought you were in the city,” I said, my voice barely a whisper as I nearly collided with Maribel in the upstairs hallway.

The head housekeeper didn’t flinch. She adjusted the heavy stack of folded linens in her arms, her gaze sweeping over my shoulder toward the library door I had just exited. Her expression was the same one she had worn since the day I arrived—a mask of professional indifference that made me feel like an uninvited guest in my own home.

“Mr. Moore requested th
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