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lf into the velvet couch, only to break her gaze from him as

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weighing each word; he said an opportunity. "An opportunity to m

ch defenses, instead. Her tone was co

d closer. "Because you're sharp. You're a fighter

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. Be my assistant. As I run a busines

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ffer sounded almost too good, a lifeline dangled in

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had gotten her this far in refusing to be destroyed kept up its mantra, it wh

e promise of resolve in her voic

nd knowing. His expression didn't change.

words and promises, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was about to get p

that functioned according to its own rules. And Julian Saint Cla