By 10:00 AM, the sanctuary of the Montauk estate was shattered by the shrill, persistent ringing of Serena’s encrypted satellite phone. Serena sat at the granite kitchen island, wearing an oversized black cashmere sweater belonging to Damian and a pair of dark leggings, sipping her third cup of dark roast. Damian stood by the glass terrace doors, his laptop open on a high console, reviewing opening market indexes while on…
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