Chapter 21 Boss, Why’s Your Face So Red?

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  “Bang—”   The door slammed open with a bang.   The sharp tip of the needle, just inches from Claire’ thigh, froze midair.   Everyone in the room freaked out, eyes flying to the doorway. They tried to bolt, but didn’t get far before being tackled by security in black. They were dragged out like trash, screaming and howling, a few of them having lost their towels and crawling around naked. It was disgusting.   The whole bust went down in seconds.   Nobody dared to look toward the bed.   A female housekeeping supervisor who’d come in with the team rushed to toss a robe over Claire's exposed body, undid her bindings, gave her a quick once-over, then stepped out to report.   Outside, Julian’s face was cold as ice. “How is she?”   “She’s physically okay. Luckily we got here in time,” t

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