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His Game, My Undoing

Author: Office Girl
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Chapter 39

India's POV

I shouldn’t be here.

And yet, God help me, I can’t look away.

The room hums with low laughter, crystal clinking against marble, the air thick with perfume and secrets.

But all I can feel is him.

Roman Alkali.

Sitting across from me like sin made flesh, calm, lazy, dangerous.

My heart stumbles.

My mouth is dry.

The dealer’s voice sounds distant as the cards slide across the green velvet, but Roman’s eyes?

They never leave me.

They pin me in pla
Office Girl

Expect more action people. Roman is not ready to give up on India 🙃🙃🙃 Buckle up guyss 🤩🤩🤩 It's gonna be a bumpy ride 🤪🤪🤪

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