Alpha Obsession : Sinful Pleasure
He looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly as he saw me.
"Dwayne," he said, his voice neutral.
"George," I replied, nodding curtly.
"Coffee?" Alyanna offered, already reaching for a mug.
"Please," I said. "I could use it."
As she turned to pour the coffee, I reached into my pocket again. This time, I pulled out a small vial filled with a fine, white powder. It was a slow-acting poison, designed to mimic a natural illness. It wouldn't kill him quickly, but it would weaken him, make him vulnerable.
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