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National Emergency

/Asher’s POV/

My eyes flutter open to the room bathed in a soft morning glow. As I stretch, a hint of nostalgia, a touch of excitement, and perhaps a tinge of guilt dances across my face as Memories of the passionate night before linger in the air, like the fading scent of perfume on our skin.

“Fuck!” I exclaim in realization.

“The situation just got really messy,” I remark as I take a moment to reflect on my thoughts but a whirlwind of intimacy and connection overshadows me so I scramble to locate my clothes instead.

After managing to put on my clothes, I scramble out of the private lounge, trying not to wake my supposed fiancé that I just had a one-night stand with because I didn’t know how exactly to face her, and I start to dial Malcolm's number.

“Where did you keep your phone?” He suddenly starts to nag, forgetting that I called him because I have something to say to him.

“Where are you right now?” I answer his question with another question.

“I am in the palace, trying to conceal
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