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Ruby
The Chicago morning air was biting, but it was nothing compared to the chill between Alexander and me in the elevator down to the lobby. I had spent the night on the bed like a queen in her castle, while he had suffered through the night on that stiff couch. I caught my reflection in the mirrored walls—I looked polished, untouchable, and utterly cold. My makeup was sharp, my green eyes framed by dramatic winged liner that made me look like a predator. I wore a crimson power suit, the silk fabric clinging to my frame, with a deep neckline that screamed I don't need anyone.
"Are you ready?" Alexander asked, his voice low and smooth. He looked immaculate in a charcoal-grey tailored suit, his blonde hair styled to perfection, his blue eyes flashing with that practiced, charismatic
