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My parents demanded the password to my penthouse apartment right in fr…

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not look at Julian, who was wearing a triumphant smirk. I kept my eyes fixed on the woman waiting for me on the stage.

I reached the carpeted stairs and ascended to the platform. The glare of the spotlight was blinding. The heat of the stage lamps warmed my bare shoulders.

Beverly stepped forward to meet me. She wrapped her left arm around my waist. continue reading …

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