Marcus's POVI sat at my large mahogany desk, staring blankly at the busy city below my office window. I was holding an expensive pen, but I could not focus on my work. My mind kept violently dragging me back to last night.I had drank way too much whiskey at the bar. I needed a place to sleep, so I went to the Grand Plaza Hotel. The girl at the front desk saw the name "Collins" in the system and made a stupid booking error. She handed me a keycard to the wrong room.When I opened the heavy door, the suite was pitch-black. Before I could even turn on a light, I heard a woman sobbing on the floor."Who is there?" I had muttered, my brain heavy and slow from the alcohol."You came," a soft, desperate voice whispered in the dark. "You finally came."I walked closer and stepped on broken glass. I knelt down. She was bleeding. Her skin was so soft, but she smelled deeply of sweet champagne. I took a clean piece of cloth from my pocket and tied it tightly around her bleeding hand."Hold sti
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