Yours, Not his.

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ADRIK The soft breath against my chest was the first thing I noticed. Then the weight of her leg draped over mine. Sera slept like she hadn't in years. In a deep and unguarded manner that made my throat tighten. She looked beautiful and peaceful. My phone vibrated on the nightstand, a low hum against the wood. I shifted gently, trying not to wake her. She stirred, murmuring something that sounded like my name, but didn't open her eyes. I slipped the phone off the charger and answered in a low voice, careful not to wake her. “Yeah?” Mikhali’s voice came through, brisk and all business. “Meeting’s on for tonight Pakhan. At the club.Thiago Montalbán sent word to confirm his presence, said he’ll be there by 8pm.” Thiago was my business partner from Venezuela. A young but ruthless h

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