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She got down on one knee in front of the armchair he was sitting in, offering an unimpeded view of her cleavage. Austyn flicked cigarette ashes into an ashtray without looking up. ‘Sit over there.’ The woman obliged and perched on the armchair opposite. ‘What’s your name?’ ‘Cora.’ ‘Kira?’ Austyn’s head snapped up. ‘It’s Cora. C-O-R-A.’ He didn’t speak until the cigarette was almost burnt to its end. ‘Do you know why I asked you to stay?’ Cora shook her head. Austyn’s eyes swept over her body. Pouty lips, doll eyes, long lashes, immaculate makeup. A see-through negligee. Big, round breasts. Deep cleavage. Flat stomach. Tiny waist. A minuscule piece of triangular fabric that covered nothing. This was a woman who could set a man’s heart racing. Austyn put two fingers on his left wrist. His pulse was steady, his heart beating with a slow, unaroused rhythm. He knew he was a perfectly normal man; the tent-pitching at the sight of Kira was proof. She was a woman; he was a man—it was perfectly

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