The 18+
Daisy and Ellea
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*The air in the high-rise gallery was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and chilled champagne.**Daisy stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, the city lights reflecting in her dark eyes.*She wore a silk slip dress the color of midnight that seemed to cling to her like a second skin, its minimalist cut highlighting every curve.
She didn't have to look around to know Ellea had entered the room; the sudden shift in the atmosphere gave it away.
She didn't have to look around to know Ellea had entered the room; the sudden shift in the atmosphere gave it away.
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