A violent autumn thunderstorm raged over Manhattan, rattling the reinforced plate glass of the Fifth Avenue penthouse with gale-force winds and sheets of torrential rain. It was 1:30 in the morning. Inside her private terrace suite on the upper level, Clara could not sleep. She tossed and turned beneath the heavy Egyptian cotton duvet, her skin prickling with electric restlessness. For four days, Julian had maintained an agonizing, perfect discipline.…
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