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... retending everything was normal. Five days of avoiding phone calls, tiptoeing around Serathine’s texts, and pretending that Windstone’s silence was not, in fact, the smug quiet of a man who knew he was sitting on a live bomb.
Peace ended the moment a sleek silver envelope appeared on the breakfast tray, sealed with Duchess Serathine’s insignia and the kind of handwriting that belonged on expensive ultimatums.
’Dinner tonight. Informal. Bring Trevor.’
Lucas stared at it as ...
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