Billionaire’s Pretend Wife To Be
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The North Wing suite, so coldly impressive under the artificial lights of the previous night, looked like a sanctuary in the soft morning sun. The shield of the dome was currently closed, letting in only a gentle, diffused light that made the white linens and clean surfaces glow.
Leo was not just awake; he was thriving. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by his old, familiar books and a selection of the new ones Marcus had provided, massive, glossy tomes on constellations and astrophysics. His cheeks had a healthy, light flush, and his eyes were glued to a detailed star map taped to the wall.
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