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Chapter 130: Leverage
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... waying, tails flicking with anticipation that betrayed just how not-calm she actually was. The thick velvet curtains behind the stage fell shut behind them, cutting off the chatter of the auction hall and replacing it with something far more chaotic.
Backstage.
Models glided around in silk, feathers, crystals, and very little else. Assistants sprinted with clipboards and rolls of fabric. The air smelled like hairspray, sweat, freshly steamed clothes, and adrenaline. And in the mi ...
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