MISTRESS OF THE GAME
June Estee trust in his heartsince you don't love me, why betray my deep affection
Commanding.
The guest wing now had double-layered doors. Soundproofed, yes, but also with smart locks synced to my biometrics alone. I’d chosen the layout myself, three suites each with its own tone. I stepped into the beige and orange one again. Warm, earthy. Designed not for comfort, but for psychological balance. The desk had already been stocked with stationary. The drawers beneath it weren’t just decorative, they had concealed compartments, like everything else here. Everything had a layer beneath.
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