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Espionage required adaptability, and Sylvia mastered it—until the tango of limbs pinned her atop her mark, his hips arching just enough to betray his distraction. “Persistent, aren’t we?” she purred, grinding down deliberately to destabilize him. Mission first, always… but she’d make him ache for underestimating a spy of her caliber.

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