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was held at the Luxury Royale Lodging, a seven-star high rise that overflowed overabundance in each corner. Gold-plated stylistic layout, light fixtures imported from Italy

eration without talking a solitary word. The girl of French business big shot Jean-Luc Moreau, she h

riate spots. The ruby accessory around her neck? A custom Cartier piece that could purchase a whole structure. As she str

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Camille ventured furthe

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ker, took a taste of his bourbon, conc

et she shouts 'sho

inconvenience

of a sovereign tending to her subjects. She nonchalantly flipped her honey-lig

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engaging, however

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Camille was

to a shrewd grin as

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intrigue me the most." She raised

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ors were holding on to arrange drinks. Some were top chiefs, others were old-cas

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the barkeep a

I seem to be a man

like that, Dante Kingston purchased drinks

n raised their glasses, and abruptl

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rich man's turn. In any case, tossing

the point at which y

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room, tasting his bourbon and seeing from a good ways. Dissim

ked over and rested up ag

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look to her, his d

ound I can't win," he a

being what they are, you

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gander at her, his puncturin

nning over somebody who hasn't demo

at evening, Cami

ther for her consideration. Yet, Xavier? He didn't appear to mind. Furthermore, th

ght Tak

king swirled all around. A tipsy very rich person had coincidentally found a ser

both turned, imme

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wenties, anxiously apologized, his

ange head honcho, jeered. "Do you try and know who I'

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appearanc

mediate, Camille accompl

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she expressed, scowling at t

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hed, and the game had

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