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... ied breaths.
His sinful den, the master bedroom, looked like the aftermath of a festival dedicated solely to pleasure.
Limbs were tangled across silk sheets. Hair spilled over pillows. Bare shoulders peeked from half-slipped blankets. Every woman wore the same expression: that hazy, blissed-out look that came only after being thoroughly, relentlessly ruined.
He let his eyes drift over them with a lazy pride.
He’d worked hard for those expressions.
He inten ...
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