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Michael's POVThe slam of my car door echoed through the underground parking garage, the sound as hollow as the ache in my chest. My fingers found their way to the steering wheel, gripping until my knuckles blanched white against the black leather. The faint scent of her perfume still lingered in my nose—jasmine and something else, something uniquely Alexandra. Even after all these years, she hadn't changed that.Alexandra Lane.The name tasted bitter on my tongue, like expensive whiskey gone bad. I could still see her standing there in that corner office, backlit by the Manhattan skyline, power radiating from her in waves. The same woman who used to wait up for me with dinner growing cold on the table, who used to trace her fingers along my jaw and whisper that I was her everything—she'd just laughed in my face. Not a gentle laugh, not even a cruel one. Worse. It was dismissive, as if I was nothing more than an amusing footnote in her story.The memory played on loop in my mind, a to
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Alexandra's POVMy phone buzzed against my desk, interrupting the steady rhythm of keyboard clicks that had filled my office for the past three hours. I almost ignored it—another email, another crisis, another demand for my time. But something made me look.James's message glowed on the screen, deceptively simple:"Dinner. Just us. No distractions."My finger hovered over the screen as my heart did that annoying little skip it had started doing whenever his name appeared. I caught my reflection in the window—cheeks flushed, despite my best efforts to maintain composure. God, I was acting like a teenager.Everything about him screamed danger. Not the reckless, impulsive kind that I'd learned to spot a mile away—but something far more insidious. The kind of danger that wore custom Italian suits and spoke in measured tones. The kind that made you question whether you were walking into something you might never want to walk away from.And yet, I found myself typing "Yes."The restaurant w
