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Danika was sleeping but she knew the exact moment when she was no longer alone. She'd locked her door, and only one person has the key to open her lock.
Her eyes snapped open and she stared at the door. Lucien stood there, his face as cold and as unreadable as always.
Danika felt something different at that moment. A chill went down her spine. The hatred he has for her is back in his eyes. Not that it ever abated, but still.
"Get up and strip." He groaned, his voice as always wasn't raised.
Adrenaline filled her body. She sat up and raised her nightclothes above her head with trembling hands. Her flimsy underthings followed right after her nightclothes.
Naked, she stared at him, a little scared. He looked more terrifying and formidable than always.
"Lie on the bed and
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