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an artifact from another life.
Alexander entered the living room with his suit jacket gone and his shirt collar unbuttoned.
He looked completely at home.
A dark king in a crystal castle.
He poured two generous measures of Macallan 25 and handed one to her.
“Drink. It will settle your nerves.”
Clara took a sip.
The scotch burned a warm path down her chest.continue reading …
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