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I laugh, “It’s only been a few minutes.” “I meant what I said.” Sinclair beams, sending a ripple of laughs around the room as he sweeps me into his arms. We spin away on the dance floor, leaving the Prince to stew in his anger. Only once we’ve left our audience behind and I’m swaying safely in Sin
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