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The last thing Fathia remembered was lying in Sebastian's office. She couldn't just turn around as she would have fallen and met the carpeted floor. But when she did turn around, she didn't feel the pain of hitting the floor. Slowly, she opened her eyes, feeling like time had warped.
"Why am I in the bedroom?" Fathia mumbled to herself. To her surprise, she found Sebastian lying next to her. His breathing was steady, and his chest rose and fell rhythmically. From this brief observation, Fathia knew that the successful man who had ruined her mood earlier was still in his work attire.
He had only taken off his Armani coat, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows, and undone a few buttons, revealing a portion of his chest, which appeared ... sexy?
Fathia quickly shook her head. Where did that thought come from?
Originally, Fathia had planned to rush to the bathroom and change her clothes. Taking a relaxing bath seemed like a good idea since she hadn
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