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Emmeline's whole body was stiff with panic and she could barely take a step back from the towering, intimidating figure of Zavian.

"Mr. Blackthorn, did you hear that voice?" she asked, her voice trembling as her eyebrows furrowed with worry.

Zavian’s thick brows knitted together at her question. "Which sound?"

Did he find himself lost in her presence once more? Why did his sharp senses always falter around her?

Emmeline aimed her wide, expressive eyes at the door and found it open ajar, but no one was visible in the hallway beyond. "You were the last to enter, did you leave the door behind you open?" Her voice was strained, the words breaking slightly as anxiety gripped her.

Zavian shook his head slowly. "I closed it," he stated firmly.

Emmeline gasped. Her hand flew up to cover her mouth and her eyes widened further with dawning realization. "Oh my God, someone saw us and left shocked!" Her petite frame seemed to shrink in on itself.

Zavian’s handsome features exuded nonchalance desp
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