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Soon enough, Millie felt his entrance into bed, then her form was promptly rotated to meet his gaze. Marcus beheld her, a smile curving his lips.

“Darling, did you truly perceive me as just a bath towel-clad man moments ago? You seemed to react as though I were entirely exposed.”

Safeguarded within his embrace, Millie’s voice emerged, a muffled protestation.

“Hush, or I might bite you into submission!”

On Monday, within the corridors of the executive level, the elevator disgorged Marcus onto the floor. Its doors peeled apart, revealing Nancy stationed nearby. Red-rimmed eyes regarded Marcus as she murmured, “Mr. Thomas.”

Undeterred by his stride, Nancy launched her plea. Perhaps a second chance lay within Marcus’s discretion.

Uninterrupted, Marcus progressed. A cursory glance was his sole concession before he averted his gaze and proceeded toward his office.

“Speak your piece.”

Nancy tailed him into

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desk, swiveling the chair

pitiable gaze, Nancy made her appeal, a tear tracing its

of my missteps. I’m prepared to do anything, so

her capacity to elicit sympathy

paradoxically ignited a desire to draw near. Existing in his proximity was a vision coveted by women across the globe, an embodiment of their collective

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Nancy, meanwhile, tugged at

by more than its stature as

expressing a desire to continue