Fractured Alliances
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Ethan scanned the dimly lit boardroom of their makeshift headquarters, a converted warehouse on the city's edge. Months after the gala's chaos, he and Vivienne had clawed back influence, striking deals under false names. Her hand rested possessively on his thigh during meetings, a silent reminder of their volatile pact. But cracks showed whispers of federal probes into Vivienne Holdings' remnants.
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Enter Marcus Hale, Vivienne's estranged brother, a silver-haired financier with a grudge. He'd vanished years ago after a family scandal but resurfaced with an offer: insider trading tips to rebuild faster. Over dinner at a hidden speakeasy, Marcus eyed Ethan warily. "She's always been ruthless," he said, sipping whiskey. Vivienne tensed, her foot pressing Ethan's crotch under the table, a warning.
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Later, in their loft, tension erupted. Vivienne shoved Ethan against the wall, yanking his belt free. "He can't be trusted." Her mouth engulfed his cock, sucking deep and urgent, saliva dripping as she bobbed. Ethan gripped her hair, thrusting into her throat until he came, hot spurts coating her tongue. She swallowed, eyes fierce. "But we need him." Their alliance deepened, laced with doubt.
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