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Chapter 9

작가: Author Rex
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Chapter 9: Boundaries

They tried to be adults about it.

Sunday morning Damien made coffee while Mara pulled on one of his shirts. The domesticity felt surreal after everything that had happened on the sheets still tangled behind them. He set a mug in front of her and leaned against the counter, arms crossed, the CEO mask sliding back into place even though he was barefoot and still carrying the marks of her nails on his shoulders.

“We need rules,” he said.

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