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CHAPTER SIXTY TWO: TRICKS

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Aria’s POV*

The espresso machine hisses down the hall.

I’m standing in the little kitchenette with a mug in my hand and a stupid smile I can’t wipe off my face. Damian had asked me to get black coffee for him before his meeting.

Damian: “Get me a black coffee. No sugar. Before my 9am.”

That’s the text he sent twenty minutes ago. It was so curt. But I keep on reading it like it’s a love letter.

After the night I had last night, I’m not sure anything can tip my mood.

I pour the c
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