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Chapter 49

Author: Bunnykoo
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The penthouse was silent, the kind of heavy, pressurized quiet that only exists in places where everything is for sale. Inside, the climate control kept the air crisp and sterile, smelling faintly of the expensive white lilies Cassandra insisted on having replaced every forty-eight hours.

Aria stood at the marble kitchen island, her fingers trembling as she tried to steady the silver spoon against the rim of her coffee cup. Every muscle in her body felt like a frayed wire. The high collar of he
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    She leaned in close to his ear and she said softly, "There it is."Then she turned her face and kissed him.He kissed her back. For a moment, three full seconds, she felt the weight of it and her body made several decisions entirely without her consent. Then his hands closed on her waist and he stood, clean and effortless, lifting her off his lap and setting her on her feet and stepping back in one motion.She steadied herself. Looked up at him.The patience in his face was gone. She could see it clearly now, the difference, the thing that had been sitting on top of everything else for weeks had come off and what was underneath it was something else entirely."You are not my mistress." Low. Quiet. Each word was placed carefully.She held his eyes and felt that land and chose to walk directly toward it anyway."What happened, master?" Her voice was still soft, still deliberate. "Don't you like your mistress kissing you?"A muscle in his jaw moved."You are not," he said, "my mistress."

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