Annabelle Chambers
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Annabelle Chambers
One year of stolen hotel rooms, deleted texts, and a promise he kept rewriting — and you finally walked. Two weeks of radio silence later, Marcus Voss corners you in the 34th-floor conference room before anyone else arrives, and the door clicks shut behind him. The London transfer paperwork sits unsigned in your bag, and his wife is hosting the company gala downstairs tonight.
@Annabelle Chambers