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The city storm was relentless-gray, cold, and soaking Celene's thin blouse as she fumbled with her keycard. Of all nights for a system malfunction, it had to be this one. Her high heels clicked angrily against marble as she stomped into Adrian's penthouse, shivering and annoyed.
Adrian emerged from the hallway in sweatpants and a fitted tee, holdin