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I shouldn't have lingered that night—should've ignored Lucas's text and left Alex's signed agreement to rot. But there I was, pressing my palm to the cold elevator door, heartbeat drumming faster with every floor. The 18th glowed dimly, his office door ajar, and then—moans. Low, throaty, impossible to ignore. I peeked. Alex, spread legs and all, his hands tangled in Mira's hair as she arched again
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