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THE CARDS

Ian's PoV

We all turn to the booming, nasally voice. It belongs to whom I’m presuming is Midas himself.

Fucking hell.

My heart pounding in my chest, I take a calming breath. If I survive this I'll need to check my blood pressure.

He's standing at the top of the stairs in a silk, ostentatious...