The Wild Card

~Declan~

I walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass of the hotel suite and stared down at the sprawling, grid-locked veins of Manhattan. From here, the world looked organized, clean, and entirely under control. It was a lie, of course. My entire life, my entire presence in this city, and the very foundation of my claim to Raina Beaumont were built on a precarious pile of falsehoods.

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