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Pristine’s instincts screamed. She backed toward the door. Locked. Of course.

Julian Vance was a family friend—or so her mother called him. In truth, he was a vulture with a tailored suit and a soft, patient voice. He’d been circling the property for months, offering bridge loans, extensions, “creative solutions.” But today, he came with a different offer. PureTaboo - Pristine Edge - What-s In It For Me...

Her mother’s voice echoed from the kitchen—shaky, apologetic, useless. “We’ll figure it out, honey. We always do.” Pristine’s instincts screamed

“Fine,” she said. “But I set the terms. No touching unless I say. No names. And I leave when I want.” offering bridge loans

For the first time, Julian’s smile faltered.

“What’s in it for me?” she asked again, her voice steady despite the ice in her veins.