"Now," Julian demanded, his voice a lethal, vibrating threat that echoed in the silent penthouse. "Tell me exactly what you are looking for." Chloe could not breathe. His massive hand held the back of her neck in a grip of absolute iron. He did not squeeze hard enough to bruise her skin, but the sheer, overwhelming physical dominance of the gesture sent a primal wave of terror straight through her nervous system. She was trapped on her knees between his spread legs, her palms pressed flat against the hot, bare skin of his chest. The brilliant morning sunlight pouring through the massive windows suddenly felt like a harsh interrogation spotlight. [SYSTEM MANDATE: CONCEAL HOSTILE INTENT.] [Warning: Alpha Entity physiological markers indicate extreme suspicion. Deception protocols must be perfectly executed.] Chloe forced her trembling hands to curl into tight fists against his chest. She leaned into his grip, refusing to pull away. She tilted her chin up, meeting his terrifying, ob
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