Chapter 0009 - The Executive
Author: LolaBvnny
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Declan returned to the Grand Silverton in the evening. His body was tired from the long day and the events at Marconi's. All of it had drained him mentally and now, all he wanted was to take a hot shower, maybe order some room service, and sleep.

He walked down the quiet hallway toward his suite on the executive floor. Most guests at this hour were probably out for the evening, enjoying Boston's nightlife or attending business dinners.

He was about to slide his key card into the lock when he h
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