Chapter 76 The Art of Seduction

The rain tapped steadily against the floor-to-ceiling glass of the top-floor studio. Outside, the city was a blur of smeared neon and wet asphalt, but inside, the air was warm, quiet, and thick with the faint scent of linseed oil and cedarwood.

Clara sat on a low wooden stool, her knees drawn up nea...

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