The city lights flickered through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the lavish penthouse. Elysian stood by the bar, pouring herself a drink, her mind replaying the evening’s events.
Rafael had been persistent. Too persistent. His words weren’t just flirtation anymore, they were laced with intent, with warning. He was used to getting what he wanted, and tonight had been no different.
Except she wasn’t just any woman.
A soft chime broke her thoughts. Her phone vibrated on the marble counter.
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