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penthouse-floor-to-ceiling glass windows overlooking the skyline, clean mi

er suitcase in tow and h

ot her ide

n she s

en A

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n still damp from a recent shower. Hair tousled. Chest

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stopped

call me

e, glancing at the bags. "It's technically true. And

mie

his time, leaning in with a wicke

nto his stomach. "Unpack

y, still smirking.

f every little thing. Selene had never shared a space with a man this

tubbornly kept calling *her room*), arranged her shoes while pretending not to

to notice how

hrough intimacy, like it

Selene wandered into the kitchen, purely out of frus

dge. Found eggs, v

he co

ed that

e that she cared h

ea, dressed now in a black T-shirt and gray

a brow. "Y

not fo

peering into the pot. "

cook to

n, grabbed a plate. "Whatever

utlery. "Keep saying it, and I

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owed her ey

is ama

und so su

e, the kind that didn't fee

s bumped under the tabl

y and the wine glasses forgot

oing t

called from behind her, am

hallway. "Keep p

it. Rolls of

lked into her room, closed th

beating faster

is chair with a quiet smile-like maybe the war between t

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ytail, earbuds tucked in, dressed in sleek black leggings and a loose tank. She needed th

through the penthouse's q

ed open

as alrea

rtl

ai

ations into a standing bag with practiced ease. He turned at the so

get sporty," Damien drawled, hi

made her way toward the tre

owed, o

n his eye. "Because if you are, I have some great

d her warm-up. "You know, not e

g her movements far too closely

e impo

u're st

st tripped.

u. Looking. Don't worry, wife-completely un

ate

ing the towel to wipe his face slowly. "B

admill, frustration flaring. "I came here to work

he stormed out, just la

lf, sweetheart. Hate

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pped in a towel. She didn't want to admit it, but her skin still tingled from his mockin

w he got und

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a – Half an

led to his forearms. He looked irritatingly put together, his da

eyes landed

akf

ai

up fruit. Her expression was unreadable,

brow. "You really hav

wed her gaze

food with his fork "-is the sec

read in

rved reverence. "Too late. I'm already flattered. First you move in. T

her toast. "K

. "Dreaming is more fun when I know b

rabbing her coffee. "

is glass of orange juice. "But

h her coffee in hand

e, and wondering exactly how long it woul

d be the most entertaini

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names. Heads turned. Whispers followed. But she didn't flinch. She

freshly renovated and pristine, her assis

Hartley," she c

d. "Let's just keep it

cour

aides, a security team, and a wall of camera flashes. He nodded once, adj

se he

rying desperately not to throw a stapler every

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arp reflections across the floor. He stood at his desk, sleeves rolled up, one hand on the back

andra let herself in, tablet in

spreadsheet like it insulted

ning his tie. "I'm pr

arms. "You know, for someone who signed a marria

't look up.

. "Less broody. Less 'don't-talk-to-me-or-I'll-end-your-career' en

g at the corner of his mouth. "To Selene?"

nt languages and still managed to compliment my sh

ke living in a mansion filled with dynamite. Beautiful. Immacul

aughed. "So

magnetic. I haven't figured her out yet. One moment she's yelling at

like

exed. "I like p

That's exactly what people say r

"We have an agreement. Bounda

ng nod. "Right. And I'

back to his screen. "Get ou

e door. "Just try not to smile too mu

mien looked back at the spreadshe

mn