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... ession that ended in no decision and plenty of verbal sparring, she had marched home with a fire in her chest and a stubborn gleam in her eyes. Damian Cross would not win. Not this time.
So, instead of sleeping, she had poured herself a glass of wine, pulled out her sketchpads, and attacked the paper with pencils and markers until the dawn broke. By morning, her table was a battlefield of crumpled papers, ink stains, and scattered swatches. But somewhere between the chaos, Chloe found go ...
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