The golden hue of the afternoon had bled into a deep, bruised purple as evening reclaimed the estate. The gala had wound down, the sunshine sister having finally retired to her room after a long day of playing hostess, and the parents had retreated to their wing, leaving the grand library in a heavy, velvet silence.This was the hour Orion lived for.He sat in a massive, wingback leather chair that seemed specially designed for a man of his stature. The fire in the hearth crackled, casting dancing shadows across the room and highlighting the sharp, masculine angles of his face. He had shed his suit jacket, and his white dress shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, the sleeves rolled up to reveal the thick, corded muscle of his forearms and the dark, intricate ink of the tattoos that marked his skin.He looked every bit the dominant CEO, the predator at rest, until the door creaked open."Orion? Are you still awake, sweetheart?"The change in Orion was instantaneous. His body didn't so
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