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CHAPTER 55 THE SHADOW OF THE PAST
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2026-06-28 08:30:55The penthouse suite was transformed into a battlefield of silk, diamonds, and unspoken tension as the hours ticked closer to the evening gala. Zachary’s personal stylists moved through the dressing room with practiced, silent efficiency, but their hands trembled slightly under the oppressive gaze of the sovereign. Zachary sat on the leather armchair in the corner, a glass of neat bourbon in his hand, watching every brushstroke, every pin, and every adjustment made to the woman who had demande
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