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96: The committee
Author: I. B Gray
last update2025-09-29 23:07:30

That evening, as he settled back into the familiar comfort of his home, a sense of weariness washed over him. Shedding the weight of his professional responsibilities, he gravitated towards the poolside, where the moonlight danced on the water's surface, creating a mesmerizing view.

Heaven.

The cool breeze whispered through the air, carrying with it a sense of peace that momentarily eased the tension in his shoulders.

Standing for hours in surgery, Kage knew he was long due for a massage and good spa day.

Just as he began to unwind, his phone buzzed, announcing an incoming call from Alfie. Kage glanced at the time – 10:00 PM – and a flicker of curiosity ignited within him. He wondered why his lawyer was calling so late. While Alfie remained his legal counsel, Kage couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to their relationship than just business.

He answered the call, his gaze sweeping over the sprawling grounds of his estate. His security team was already in position, their pre
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