Deceptive Invitation

Daphne's head snapped up.

Elara strode in, her white shirt casually unbuttoned at the top. She pulled out the chair opposite Daphne and sat down, the tiny mole on her collarbone flickering into view with her movements.

She lifted her eyes calmly, her gaze flicking over Daphne's sunglasses. "What's up?"

Daphne said, "It's really hard to get a meeting with you." Her tone dripped with sarcasm.

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