The door creaked open gently, and a young girl, not more than eighteen, stepped inside. Her deep-set green eyes carried a quiet intensity, and something in her demeanor—a calm, unassuming grace—that reminded him of Anna. A soft smile curved his lips as he gestured for her to enter, his voice warm despite the weight of his thoughts. "Come in," he said, his tone inviting, though his mind reeled with questions about the stranger before him.
This was the fifth woman that week, Rachel came once a week ensuring the rest of the week was filled with other women she arranged. Though they were all very beautiful women yet none had left an impression quite like this one. William studied her for a moment longer, the calm resolve in her green eyes stirring something within him. He made up his mind then and there—this particular young woman would become a regular.
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