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Chapter 13: The Star-Shaped Ruby

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Sharp at 6:00 p.m., I walked out of the Alpha’s villa. A light breeze swayed my loose hair and the hem of my black slip dress.

Stellan was leaning against a Maybach. For a fleeting moment, I saw his gaze rake over me, his eyes darkening with an intensity that made my breath hitch. But in a heartbeat, his cold, composed mask was back in place. He helped me into the passenger seat before starting the engine.

“I hope you don’t mind that I chose the place,” he said. “This restaurant is quite famo
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