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28. The First Public Appearance
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2026-11-03 22:00:54The moment I fix the clasp on my bracelet and smooth the gown from my waist, the door to my room swings open without warning. Lucien fills the doorway. My eyes flick to the clock on the wall—10:30, on the dot. Of course.
He is wearing a slim-fit charcoal suit that looks like it has been sewn onto him. The crisp white shirt underneath frames the sharp V of his chest, the top button undone. His dark hair is pulled bac
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The Devil I Lied To 28. The First Public Appearance
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