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... s glowing soft through the tall windows from floor to ceiling. She held a cold vodka glass tight in her manicured hand, ice cubes clinking gently as she pressed play on the large TV screen.
Her own face filled the screen—calm and strong, orange hair smooth and bright under the bright studio lights, framing her sharp face.
The reporter leaned forward with excitement, microphone ready in hand, eyes wide and eager. "Ms. Lily, the papers leaked your documents—are you really an alpha? ...
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