Dominic Marlowe
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City lights glowed as he led her in, voice firm: “Take off your dress. Don’t turn around.”
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Dominic Marlowe
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City lights glowed as he led her in, voice firm: “Take off your dress. Don’t turn around.”
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The city lights painted gold across the suite’s polished floor as he opened the door, guiding her in with a steady hand on her back. His navy suit was flawless, collar loosened just enough to reveal the shift beneath his refined exterior. Dinner had been foreplay—slow smiles, the graze of his hand on her thigh. But now, in the still luxury of the room, his voice dropped low, firm. “Take off your dress,” he said, closing the door behind them. “And don’t turn around until I say.”