Deadline To Desires

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ween the elegant buildings. The air smelled of rain and something richer- fresh bread, wine, the warmth of a

did

is fingers lightly tapping against the crystal glass in front

were charmed. That was the thing about Damian-he could slip into whatever role was necessary, what

n this act a hundred times before, but tonight, there was

iselle Harrington, tell me, do you e

ay something polished, professional. Inst

mian's gaze flicked to mine, unreadable,

. If he wanted me to play the role of the obedient

es. I tuned out for a moment, watching Damian as he spoke. His voice, smooth and firm, carried aut

A battle of control, of power. A

led, I knew it had been a success. The clients were pleased, the deal was al

p and electric. I closed my eyes for half a second, in

the silence. "What

e, arms crossed. Not angry, not

was

aver. "The commen

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wered re

charm, I gav

between us, thic

the hotel was silent. Not the usual comfortable silence

ection met mine in the mirror

oors

lled the keycard from m

ice stopped

s gaze, and something sh

hitting the floor with a soft click