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... soft rug that cushioned the hardwood beneath. The room felt oppressively intimate, the chandelier’s warm light bathing her naked body in a golden hue, highlighting the curves of her breasts, the dip of her waist, and the flare of her hips. Mark’s sleeping form loomed just feet away, his head lolled on the table, breaths deep and even, oblivious to the depravity unfolding in his own home. Sophie’s heart raced, a cocktail of shame, anger, and that treacherous spark of arousal igniting despite hers ...
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