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The Woman Who Held the Strings

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(Vivienne’s POV)

Henry arrived twelve minutes late. I noticed, but I didn’t comment when he was shown into the private lounge of the club. He wore the same controlled expression he always did in my presence, polite enough to pass for respect, closed enough to remind me he was never fully mine to command. He had inherited that particular quality. I disliked being reminded of it.

“Sit,” I said.

He sat. The low light caught the sharp lines of his face as he glanced once around the room, cataloguin
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