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... lay a prank?"
His fingers curled against the polished wood of his desk, his jaw tightening as he exhaled sharply through his nose. His gaze, cold and piercing, locked onto Damien's with the weight of absolute authority.
"Do I look like a fool with time to waste on childish nonsense?" Dominic's voice was razor-sharp, slicing through the air with effortless control. "You stand here, throwing out impossible claims as if I would entertain them."
Damien didn't flinch. He didn' ...
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