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Chapter Thirty-One: Crossing the Line

작가: Hallie Hart
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-06-29 18:32:42

Amelia’s POV

The morning sun crept slowly through the towering windows of Blackwood Industries, casting long golden stripes that cut across the polished floors like silent witnesses. The office was eerily quiet, save for the faint hum of the air conditioning and the soft click of my heels against marble. The usual chaos of the corporate world felt subdued today, or maybe it was just me—feeling every second slower, heavier, as if the entire building was holding its breath.

Dominic was already there when I arrived. His presence filled the room like a shadow, dark and unyielding, yet somehow magnetic. I swallowed the lump forming in my throat and tried to steady my hands as I stepped inside. The scent of expensive cologne mixed with the faint aroma of leather-bound books and fresh coffee hung in the air, a reminder that I was deep inside his world now—a world I wasn’t sure I was ready to live in.

He was sitting behind his massive desk, fingers steepled under his chin, eyes locked on the
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