The Return of the French Tycoon
His deep reflection was interrupted abruptly by a soft voice that uttered his name with a pinch of anxiety:
—Duncan? - Rosalie, with her striking presence, rescued him from the whirlwind of confused thoughts. He turned, surprised, and found the woman standing at the door, fixing her eyes with an intensity that captured his attention immediately.
Rosalie was dressed in an elegant fashion, with a black pants that highlighted her slender silhouette and a white blouse that framed her natural beauty. Her hair, still damp, seemed to shine as if she had just come out of a relaxing bath. Duncan, momentarily oblivious to the challenges and threats surrounding her life, stared at her with an expressio
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