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... , filtering through the heavy curtains of the presidential suite. Sunbeams streamed through the panoramic glass, illuminating the tousled sheets that still held the heat of the previous night.
Vergil opened his eyes slowly, his breathing calm, like a predator awakening after a hunt. The mirrored ceiling reflected fragments of what had been a battle of bodies and moans. He didn’t need to move to know where he was: he could still feel the weight and heat of the two women pressed against hi ...
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