
The clock struck 7:42 PM. The hallway outside his office was dead silent like the building knew something wicked was happening behind the glass.
She stood there, dress clinging to her skin, heart thundering like a war drum.
The clock struck 7:42 PM. The hallway outside his office was dead silent like the building knew something wicked was happening behind the glass.
She stood there, dress clinging to her skin, heart thundering like a war drum.
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