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Control And Cracks

Author: Lynda writes
last update publish date: 2026-08-19 09:13:04

The boardroom was quiet, but it wasn't a comfortable silence. It was the kind of quiet where everyone is waiting for someone else to speak first. Mireya sat at the far end of the long table with her portfolio open. She hadn't turned a single page in minutes. She could feel the heavy mood in the room without even looking up.

Ronan and Lucas were in the same space, and the friction between them was undeniable. Her fingers tightened against the edge of her papers as she finally raised her head.

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