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Vindictive

Author: M.S. Spds
last update publish date: 2026-08-30 16:25:35

Marie's POV

I turned on my heel the moment Julian disappeared down the carpeted hallway and ducked into the small, glass-walled conference room adjacent to the lobby. I pulled the door shut, sealing out the low corporate chatter.

My pulse thrummed in my throat. I paced the length of the long mahogany table.

I looked out toward the executive wing, my reflection ghosting faint and pale over the rows of open cubicles below.

Julian looked completely hollow out there in the hall. I had seen him str
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