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“That is supposed to help?”
“She is the daughter of a family tied to mine through business.”
“Business,” I repeated, the word tasting like poison. “That’s what you call it?”
His gaze stayed locked on mine.
“It was public. Strategic. Nothing more.”
“You kissed her because cameras were watching.”
The room went still.
Completely still.
Damen took one slow step continue reading …
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