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CHAPTER 54

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~SARAH BENETT~

I couldn't believe I was sitting in my own living room, having drinks with the devil.

Julian was lounging on my white sofa like he owned it. His jacket was thrown over the armrest and his tie was loosened. He looked out of place in my living room and was definitely looking comfortable and relaxed for a man who still had a long way to go.

I forced a smile and picked up the glass of orange juice from the tray and carried it to him.

"Here," I said sweetly. "You look thirsty."

He too
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