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Chapter 13:The First Decree

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​The morning light on the private island estate spilled across the vaulted ceilings of the master suite, painting the white silk drapes in shades of amber and rose. Outside, the Mediterranean breeze rustled the palm fronds, carrying the distant, rhythmic crash of the waves against the cliffs.

​I woke not to an alarm, nor to the frantic pressure of unread emails or ticking legal deadlines, but to the slow, heavy warmth of an arm wrapped securely around my waist.

​Alexander was still asleep besid
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