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The garage smelled faintly of motor oil and cedar wood, the kind of fragrance that came from polished interiors and well-kept automobiles. Natasha strutted out of the penthouse, her heels clicking sharply against the concrete floor as Cedric trailed behind her, his mood unmistakably buoyant. The bla...

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