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thekingswench · 1 year
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Hadley fidgets where he's sat, kneeling, on the floor and wonders how he's gotten here. He was a thief. That was what he was good at. He was charming and roguish, charismatic, even. He'd had to make a favor for an old, long-ended working partnership. That partnership had ended but that favor had not. And it had finally been cashed in.
To say Hadley was a bit overwhelmed was an understatement.
He was dressed in his best silk shirt, had his best trousers on, his arms trusted up behind his back with silken ropes and told to wait. If he'd been any other man, Hadley's heart rate would have skyrocketed, been beating in his throat. As it was, he just raised a brow, waited.
To say he wasn't intrigued, well, that would be a lie. When he'd made this favor, agreed to it, he'd been intrigued then, too.
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