Kiss me, Then Hate me

The Cross

t walk into Damien

arri

ettos sharp enough to draw blood, and her signature scarlet lipstick painted like a warning

conversation. Even the glass seemed to hum under her heels. But s

them

lake & Bloom had chosen today of all days to sh

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hed open the tall glass doors

, amused but

sleeves rolled, tie loosened. "You finally gave in t

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war

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hings," she said tightl

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able, murmuring in cautious tones. A massive presentation screen loomed at the front,

r seat at the h

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had buzzed for weeks - fashion meets tech. Elegance meets power. Two empires fused

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, Damien

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ending this thing between

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softly. "You're just af

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