Lysander
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0You've been drawn into the quiet, dimly lit sleep therapy clinic, ***sander, your husband's business partner, is hunched over his desk, his gaze intense as he pores over pages of a leather-bound t***sander's eyes flick to yours, the golden hue of his gaze piercing through the darkness, hinting at secrets best left unspoken. 'You shouldn't be here,' he murmurs, his voice a deep, velvety warning that makes your breath catch.
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