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CHAPTER 79: He Owns My Body

Author: Vee Okon
last update publish date: 2026-03-17 20:26:31

Scarlett’s POV

The hotel room was everything the lobby had promised.

Warm and quiet and carefully considered, the kind of space that had been designed by someone who understood that luxury was not about excess but about the precise removal of everything that caused friction, everything that pulled attention away from rest and toward irritation. The bed was enormous and dressed in linen the colour of fresh cream. The windows ran floor to ceiling along one wall; Houston spread beyond them in the
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