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: The Wrong
she was balancing a tray of drin
air thick with money, cologne, and scandal. She didn't belong here, and everyone knew it. Espec
ike sin dip
issed behind her. "That's Mr. M
f course he was the kind of man who didn't ne
ls clicking, knees t
she said, carefully p
't reac
he look
rough
smiled. Lazy
is voice was deep, ve
he replied,
ike it was something exotic on his tongue.
fr
't part o
ting involved with a client-especially a man like
hing in her ch
bles," she stammer
waver. "Don't w
his gaze clinging to her like Nairobi h
ment, Achieng
n serious
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