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Nicolas POV It was well past noon, and I rubbed my eyes, exhausted from not getting a single minute of sleep. I crinkled my nose in disgust. Everywhere I went, I could still smell the stench of rogues, as if it followed me everywhere. I was so exhausted, both mentally and physically, and I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I needed some desperate sleep after last night. Yet, every time I closed my eyes, even for a moment, the awful assault continued to flash behind my eyes. With a sigh, I dashed to my office, not having the patience to wait for the elevator to arrive. Ray helped me accelerate to the top floor in no time. He, too, wanted to get some rest. Ronan sat in the lobby, waiting patiently. He knew me all too well. He knew I would come here first before returning to my quar