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Chapter Nine

Author: Bella J
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-10 05:24:09

EMBERLY LYNNWOOD

I stumbled backward against the espresso machine, gasping desperately for air as I stared up at the imposing, powerful-looking man who had just saved me from a disastrous public exposure.

He looked to be around thirty years old, boasting an incredibly tall, heavily muscled physique that completely filled out his dark, understated clothing.

His dark brown hair was cropped with a strict, military precision, but it was his striking, intelligent hazel eyes that completely captur
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