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When she returned to her desk, Lora realized that the reason she left was no longer an issue. Her fame would be irrelevant if she was busy lusting after the one man she shouldn't. The redhead felt her knees weak; the fallen angel's touch was as vivid on her skin as her cells.

Drake rose to pull out the chair for her, elegantly and gracefully. For strangers, thinking of them as a pair was automatic.

- "I said you would be my key ring at events, but I think the key ring is me" he commented as he sat down with his friend, who held back a laugh.

They both focused on stage as the musicians finished a classical melody, giving space to the master of ceremonies.

- "Ladies and gentlemen, we hope you are having a pleasant evening. The starters will be served now, then we will have a greeting from the host" and, after an elegant gesture, the music reverberated through the environment, along with the murmur of voices in conversation private.

- "You're a little flushed, but you don't seem to b