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CHAPTER NINE: THE MEETING

Author: Bara
last update publish date: 2026-07-31 00:05:00

Damian’s POV

I’m pacing.

Four steps to the window. Four steps back. The glass of whiskey on my desk is untouched. The merger file sits in my hands like a prop. I’ve read it three times already, but haven’t absorbed a word.

I pick up the whiskey, needing something to do with my hands.

And then I hear a knock.

“Come in.”

I already know it’s her. No one in this house knocks.

The door opens.

Aria steps inside. Hair down, in Sof
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