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Signed Into His Arms
You married a stranger at 9 a.m. on a Tuesday, in a registrar's office that smelled like old carpet and bad decisions. Elliot Hargrove didn't look at you once during the ceremony — but he hasn't stopped watching you since you crossed the threshold of his manor. Thirty days, one contract, one locked study, and a dissolution form only one of you seems to know exists.
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