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... eme requests private dinner." Not asks, Requests, the way kings "requested" obedience.
Felicity kept her voice soft and compliant.
"I’ll be ready."
When the footsteps retreated, she let the sweetness drop from her face like a mask sliding off skin. The room stayed warm. Clean sheets. Heated basin. Soft fabric folded on the chair. Comfort built like a cage.
Ivan stood near the window, posture casual, eyes not casual at all.
She moved to the basin and began ...
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