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Chapter 92 — The Master Leverage
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2026-09-19 13:32:03Aveline
THE COLD marble floorboards felt like ice beneath my bare feet, but the heat inside the private study was suffocating.
I backed up slowly until the heavy edge of Alejandro’s mahogany desk pressed against my lower spine.
My hands reached behind me, gripping the smooth wood so tightly my knuckles turned ghostly white.
Seb didn't rush.
He stepped forward with a slow, heavy rhythm, his broad shoulders blocking out
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