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... s low, laced with such unmistakable offense that it might as well have been written in bold.
Lorraine blinked, as if that alone might erase the growing storm of indignation on his face. Clearly, she had committed a cardinal sin by suggesting such a thing. Her husband, ever the stoic paragon of propriety, wouldn’t be caught dead anywhere near a courtesan’s establishment, except, of course, when he marched beside her like some oversized royal bodyguard.
Did he forget that I am the ...
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