“You didn’t tell me your place looks like a Bond villain’s apartment.” He smirks. “Is that a compliment?” “It’s just unexpected,” I say, spinning around and admiring the sweeping view of downtown and the ocean beyond it. Floor-to-ceiling windows stretch the length of the room, the dark sky making the nearby lights pop. “But I can’t deny it’s stunning.” He shrugs, like none of it really matters. “I like it. It’s quiet. Private.” “You must’ve made good money in cybersecurity,” I say, arms folding across my chest. “You know, before you turned into a full-time stalker.” Maddox takes a slow step
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