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When Power meets Desire

Author: Evelyn Joness
last update publish date: 2025-12-17 05:02:22

The door clicked shut behind Alejandro. The silence hit immediately.

Amelia let out a slow breath and pressed both hands to the desk. “Get it together,” she muttered to herself.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror again. Hair slightly messy. Cheeks flushed. Eyes too bright.

“Great,” she sighed. “Very professional.”

She reached for her phone and dialed quickly.

“Ariana,” she said the second the call connected. “Please tell me you’re still in Valencia.”

A pause. Then Ariana’s amused voice.
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  • The Return Of The Betrayed Bride    Betrayal that hurt

    “It’s… it’s Mr. Favino, ma’am.” The voice on the line hesitated.“Photos. Of Mr. Favino. With another woman. In New York.”The world seemed to tip sideways. Amelia closed her eyes.“Send everything again,” she said, voice calm too calm. “And clear my schedule.”“Yes, ma’am.”The line clicked dead.

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