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Transforming the Villa

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Chapter 49

Bailey's POV

The heavy oak doors of the coastal villa's grand study swung open with a soft creak, revealing a room that had once felt like a cold, intimidating fortress. For months, the space had been filled with heavy leather chairs, dark mahogany bookshelves, stacks of legal documents, and the constant reminder of the war we had fought to survive. It was where Raven used to shut himself away, going over ledgers and corporate threats while everything outside seemed to be falling apa
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