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124: THE CONTRACT WAR.

Auteur: Dark Muse
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-02 23:34:07

Ciara's POV

Father sat at the head of the table, tapping his pen against the mahogany.

I sat between Simon and Cain at the board meeting. My hands stayed in my lap, while my fingers twisted the edge of my skirt. I don't know if it's a coincidence that Cain and I both worked our way into the board at the time.

I tried to stay present even as my mind kept wandering back to last night outing. Simon has been surprising nice and attentive...

Father cleared his throat, pulling me back to pres
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