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In the quiet aftermath of the suite, Zoe J. looked like a woman who had accepted her fate, yet her voice was heavy with a profound, quiet despair that made Adrian Wolfe’s heart ache.

The Rejected Devotion

Adrian sat on the table in front of her, tenderly taking her hands into his palms. His eyes were filled with an unmasked, deep affection. "Zoe, be with me," he pleaded