NEVER MAKE A LADY WAIT (Patreon)

Parliament bells struck twelve above the fog-dulled streets, their usually stringent echo muffled and short. She sighed, frustrated. He was late again. Perhaps this time she would skip straight to business. But even as the thought crossed her mind, she couldn't help smiling. She would do no such thing. Pleasure first, always...

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