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CHAPTER 41- SUBTLE CHANGES

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last update publish date: 2026-01-22 06:07:18

Jane's POV

Living in William Martin’s luxurious penthouse was gradually starting to feel… routine.

And honestly, that was the oddest part of it all.

I woke up on Sunday morning to sunlight streaming across the floor and the soft buzz of the city beneath me. For a brief moment, I lost track of where I was. I forgot about the scandal, the contract, work and the man who was somewhere down the hall, asleep.

Then the memories came flooding back.

But instead of feeling overwhelmed… I fel
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