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023 — Questions Over Wine
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07.09.2026 08:10:46Soraya Miller’s POV
The aroma reached me before I even made it halfway down the stairs. Something savory and buttery drifted throughout the house, causing my stomach to give an embarrassing little growl. Was Lucien actually cooking? Because whatever he was making smelled ridiculously good. I paused on the last step, glancing toward the kitchen. Honestly, I had expected Lucien's house to feel str
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