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She looked up, voice steady, laced with need.
"I want you."
No hesitation. No shame. She had chosen.
"I want to feel alive again," she whispered. "I want to remember what it’s like to be desired, not just needed. I want you to touch me like I matter, not like it’s an obligation."
"Then that’s what you’ll have," Alex promised.
In one fluid motion, he lifted her onto the antique writing desk beside her vanity. The cold mahogany against her skin made ...
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