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*CHAPTER 5: THE CLAIM*
His eyes were open. Watching me.
“Did you think I’d let you sleep on the floor, my lovely servant?”
His voice was gravel and midnight. No sleep in it. None. Which meant he’d been awake. Watching me curl up on that rug like a stray he refused to name.
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