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Xavier Grayson looked at the body before him and felt not the slightest hint of attraction or interest.

Whether it was skin or proportions, Chloe Bishop outshone Lana Rose in every way. That woman—from head to toe—was flawlessly exquisite in a way that left no room for criticism.

"Xavier, why won't you say anything?"

Lana Rose moved closer again, her voice soft as water