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... utes before the soft click of heels against the polished marble of the hallway signaled another presence approaching the oppressive silence of the master suite.
Isabella didn’t move. She remained curled into a tight, defensive ball of misery in the center of the vast, sprawling bed, her face pressed deeply into the dark, cool silk of Lucian’s discarded robe.
She was greedily inhaling the fading, haunting scent of sandalwood and cold rain that still clung stubbornly to the expensi ...
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