Damien barely slept. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the same scene: the private café, the birthday display, Michael Ashford standing beside Selene. No, beside his ex-wife. The image irritated him more than he cared to admit, and it made no sense, because none of this should have mattered to him. He had wanted the divorce and signed the papers himself. He had made it clear that their marriage was over. So why couldn't he stop thinking about her?He arrived at his office earlier than usual the next morning. The floor was quiet, most employees still hadn't come in, and he loosened his tie and dropped into his chair before calling his secretary. The line connected at once."Good morning, sir.""I need more information on Michael Ashford."A brief silence followed. "Sir?""You heard me.""Yes, sir."The call ended, and Damien turned toward the floor-to-ceiling window behind him. The city stretched out below, and normally the view helped clear his mind.A soft knock broke his concent
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