The custom Rolls-Royce Phantom glided through the wrought-iron gates of Ravenwood Manor just as the autumn twilight deepened into rich shades of violet and midnight blue. The drive from Mayfair to Oxfordshire had been thick with electrifying tension. In the backseat of the limousine, behind the privacy partition, Damian’s hand had never left Camille’s thigh, his thumb drawing slow, torturous circles over the emerald silk of her dress. By the…
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