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... terly natural, and deeply unsettling given the context of her forced captivity. Once she was seated, he sat in his own chair, taking his place at the head of the long, gleaming oak table. The polished surface reflected the warm, flickering candlelight and the gleam of the silver cutlery, illuminating the intimate, dangerous setting.
The fox hopped gracefully onto a velvet cushion positioned at Luciano’s right side—apparently its designated dining seat. A small, delicate gold dish was pl ...
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