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... ounded the car, adjusting his black overcoat that framed his broad shoulders, with the collar up.
His hand slides to the small of my back. I did my best to disregard it as we neared the big building.
"What are we doing here? I thought we were going to your penthouse?"
"This is important first."
I grew nervous as we stepped through the doors and were welcomed by a team of women.
One of them, who looked older and more advanced, whom I assumed was the manager ...
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