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ed above her like
red at the sprawling black-glass structure. It was the kind of mansion built for kings, not
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job," she whis
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long, the huge iron gate
uit stepped out. Sharp jawline
e a walking s
applicant?
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Cole Ha
whose scandals and heartbreaks were whisp
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swallowed he
ble floors, tall chandeliers dripping with
aid before disappearing
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eath s
ach step echoing with a quiet aut
reached her, h
ply-studying her like she was a
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modest clothes, tired ey
with
with
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could smell him-rich cedar,
asily, Elena?"
parted.
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in the mansion, a door slammed even t
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