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Chapter 61.
Alpha Ryan's POV “s**t!” I paced back and forth across my office with a frown. After the memory of that night came back to me earlier, I found myself unable to approach Diane. What was I to do? I could not believe that I had done that. But I remembered it all very clearly or at least, some of it; Diane had brought me to my room after I returned from the bar, drunk. She had somehow managed to get me into bed, but I had pulled her into a kiss while she did so. I don't know what happened after that, but I can assume the rest, based on the bits I had recalled. Now I could understand why Diane had been so mad at me earlier, she probably thought that I had regretted it and pretended as if it didn't happen. “Do I regret it?” I muttered, raising my fingers to my lips. I could still rem
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