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... ead loosely around his waist, preparing to head toward the bathhouse.
The rustling of fabric finally made Sorayah instinctively lift her gaze. She barely had time to register his broad, chiseled chest, the way his muscles pulsed with every movement, before her eyes widened, and she immediately turned away.
"Can I go to my room now?" she asked, forcing her voice to remain steady. "The servants said I can't go anywhere unless I ask you."
Dimitri paused, his lips curving int ...
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