Romance · fiction
The Ballroom She Built to Last
“Purpose?” Adrian Vale stood across from my desk with his black coat folded over one arm, studying me with the kind of expression that made it impossible to tell whether he was amused or irritated. “Dinner,” he said. “That’s not a purpose.” “It is where I come from.” I leaned back in my chair. The espresso machine behind me made its usual...
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