Chapter 167 one hundred and sixty seven

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ROWEN

I stepped into the study, shutting the door behind me as I rolled the cuffs of my sleeves back down and buttoned them. The sun was already high up and had filtered through the large window, casting gold lines over the dark mahogany furniture.

I’d already showered, dressed, and gone...

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