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... to. But because standing any longer in that glass coffin of an office, under his stare, felt like her bones would snap in half.
The chair was too firm. The room too cold. The man across from her her mate too changed.
Rhett Callahan leaned back against his desk with the confidence of someone who’d never once been told "no." The soft creak of Italian leather under his tailored suit was the only sound between them. His presence was suffocating charisma sharpened into a weapon. There ...
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