The house was too quiet.Not empty, never that, but controlled. Every sound felt deliberate, from the soft click of the door closing behind me to the muted hum of distant security systems I couldn’t see but knew existed. Zane’s world didn’t believe in accidents. Everything had a purpose. A perimeter. A reason.I stepped further inside, my heels sinking into plush flooring that whispered beneath my feet. The interior was all glass, steel, and shadows softened by warm lighting. Expensive without being loud. Powerful without trying to impress.Just like him.“You’re tense,” Zane said behind me.I hadn’t realized he was that close.I turned slowly. He’d removed his jacket, the crisp white shirt beneath clinging slightly to his frame, sleeves still rolled up. The man looked like temptation dressed as authority. Calm. Composed. Dangerous in the quietest way.“Anyone would be,” I replied. “You brought me to your house without warning.”“I gave you a choice.”“You cornered me with facts,” I s
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