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Wet For Daddy

Wet For Daddy

“Fuck—say my name when I’m inside you,” Drake’s voice was a dark growl against my ear, his hand pinning mine above the headboard. “Drake… oh God, harder—” I cried, my body arching into his relentless thrusts. “Not just Drake. Say what I am to you.” “My ex’s father,” I gasped, shame and desire tangling on my tongue. “That’s right, sweetheart. And now you’re mine.” It was supposed to be a reckless mistake. A reckless sex with a stranger after catching my boyfriend screwing my best friend. But the stranger wasn’t a stranger at all. He was Drake Humphrey. My ex-boyfriend’s father. Older. Filthy rich. Ruthlessly dominant. The man I should have run from. Instead, I let him own me. In his penthouse, on his desk, in his car. I let him ruin me with every touch. But what started as lust has become obsession. Drake doesn’t just want my body. He wants my heart. He wants me under his name, his control, his power. And when our secret erupts, the world around us catches fire. My ex wants revenge. His mother wants blood. His father wants me. And I can’t decide if I’ve been destroyed… or if I’ve finally come alive.
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Chapter: Chapter 155
Chloe’s POV The proposal happened on a normal Tuesday.At least that was what I thought when I walked into the company auditorium for what I assumed was another executive briefing. The hall lights were dimmed slightly, and the employees were already seated. I frowned, wondering why no one had informed me of a scheduled gathering.When I stepped fully inside, the large screen behind the stage flickered to life.Images began to play.Not financial charts.Not company growth statistics.Pictures of Jessica in the incubator.Pictures of me at the office, tired but determined.Clips from board meetings where I stood alone at the head of the table.Photos of Drake in the hospital bed.Then one particular image stayed longer than the rest.Jessica’s tiny hand wrapped around both of ours.My throat tightened.I turned slowly.Drake was standing at the center of the stage.Not in his usual sharp business suit, but in a simple dark ensemble that made him look less like a CEO and more like a ma
Last Updated: 2026-03-13
Chapter: Chapter 154
Chloe’s POV She looked older in that moment.Smaller.“Jack didn’t deserve prison,” she muttered.I felt something inside me harden.“My sister didn’t deserve death,” I said quietly.The words landed heavier than shouting ever could.For a second, Margaret’s eyes flickered.Not remorse.Recognition.“You still blame us,” she said.“I don’t blame,” I replied. “I remember.”The guard shifted behind her.Time was almost up.“You’ll regret this,” she whispered.“No,” I said calmly. “I won’t.”I stood up slowly.She watched me carefully, her pride refusing to crumble completely.“Enjoy the rest of your life,” I said. “You have plenty of time to think.”I did not wait for her response.As I walked out, I felt lighter.Not because revenge tasted sweet.But because closure did.Margaret no longer haunted me.She was confined.And I was free.They caught Sylvia three weeks later.She had not escaped as cleverly as she thought. Her passport had been flagged. One of the offshore transfers tied
Last Updated: 2026-03-12
Chapter: Chapter 153
Chloe’s POV The prison smelled of rust and regret.Cold concrete. Metal bars. Echoing footsteps. It was nothing like the polished boardrooms Jack once strutted through as though he owned the world.I wore a simple fitted dress and dark sunglasses even though the sun barely touched the interior visiting area. Not because I needed to hide.Because I wanted to look untouchable.The officer escorted me to the visitor section. A thick glass partition separated inmates from visitors. A phone rested on each side.When they brought him in, I almost didn’t recognize him.Jack looked thinner. The arrogance in his posture had dulled, replaced by something harsher. His hair was shorter. His jaw shadowed with uneven stubble. The prison uniform hung stiffly on his frame.Orange suited him.He saw me and froze.Then his lips curved slowly.“Chloe,” he muttered as he picked up the phone on his side.I lifted mine.“You clean up nicely,” I said sweetly. “The uniform fits you. Really brings out your…
Last Updated: 2026-03-10
Chapter: Chapter 152
Drake’s POV The house no longer felt divided.For months it had been chaos. Accusations. Betrayal. Memory loss. Prison bars. Hospital monitors. Blood on white sheets.Now there was a different kind of tension.Quieter.Controlled.Earned.Chloe had drawn her line clearly. No kiss. No bed. No intimacy until I was legally severed from Margaret and until justice finished what it started.She had looked me straight in the eye when she said it. No trembling. No seduction. No desperation.Strength.I respected it.I wanted her more because of it.The divorce papers were already in motion. My attorneys worked day and night. Margaret had attempted to contest it at first, but the weight of her criminal charges made her leverage weak. The financial fraud alone was enough to dismantle any sympathy. When the evidence about Hilda surfaced in court, it sealed her fate.Life imprisonment was not just a threat anymore.It was likely.I sat in my office late one evening reviewing the final drafts. My
Last Updated: 2026-03-10
Chapter: Chapter 151
Chloe’s POV The words were steady. There was no anger in them. Just clarity.“You want me to end it completely,” he said.“Yes.”“And if I do?”“Then maybe,” I answered, “we can begin again.”He stepped back slightly, absorbing my condition.“You don’t trust me,” he said.“I trust what I see,” I replied. “And what I see is that legally, she is still your wife.”He nodded once.“I’ve already spoken to my attorney,” he said quietly. “The divorce is being processed.”I did not react.“I wanted to wait until the sentencing,” he continued. “But if this is what you need…”“It is,” I said.He looked toward the nursery, where Jessica slept peacefully.“She deserves legitimacy,” I added. “She deserves to grow up knowing her mother was never hidden.”His gaze softened at that.“She will,” he said firmly.“And I won’t allow myself to fall into you again until you fix it.”Silence settled between us, heavy but not hostile.He reached for my hand slowly this time. I allowed it.“I accept,” he sai
Last Updated: 2026-03-10
Chapter: Chapter 150
Chloe’s POV The day of Hilda’s burial was heavy with silence.The sky was gray, not raining, not sunny. Just suspended in stillness, like the world itself was unsure how to respond.I stood beside the casket in a simple black dress that fell loosely over my body. My stomach was still tender from childbirth. My steps were slower. My movements careful. Jessica remained in the hospital under observation, and leaving her even for a few hours felt like tearing something open inside me.But I had to be there.For Hilda.People gathered quietly. Neighbors from our old apartment. A few former colleagues. Some hospital staff who had grown fond of her. Even a few executives from the company stood at a respectful distance.The police were present too.They did not cuff me.They did not restrict me.They simply observed.My charges were still pending. My name was not fully cleared yet. But the public arrest and the recent revelations had shifted the narrative. There were investigations underway
Last Updated: 2026-03-10
Wet For Step Daddy’s Best Friend

Wet For Step Daddy’s Best Friend

"Spread your legs." I did, wide. He looked at my pussy, swollen and wet. "Look at you. Dripping for me." He knelt and licked me clean. His tongue was magic, flicking my clit, dipping inside. I grabbed his hair, grinding on his face. He sucked hard, making me moan loud. "Alexander... please fuck me." He stood up, smirking. "Since you asked nicely." He lined up and thrust in again. This time slower, teasing. In and out, deep. His hands roamed my body, squeezing my tits, pinching nipples. "You feel so good. Tight around my cock." Lush thought she understood desire until Alexander Voss looked at her like property. He is powerful, arrogant, and dangerously in control. A billionaire untouchable by law, by scandal, by consequence. He commands boardrooms the way he commands her body without apology. What starts as a secret affair becomes an addiction. But Alexander is still married. And his wife is not the type to lose quietly. When threats turn violent and his son steps into the game with jealousy burning in his eyes, Lush realizes she isn’t just sleeping with a powerful man. She is inside a war. And Alexander doesn’t share what he owns. Not even with blood. Desire turns darker. Power turns lethal. It will destroy them all.
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Chapter: Chapter 5
Lush’s POVThe morning after that rough night, I woke up in my own bed, body still aching from Alexander's touch. My ass felt tender from his thrusts, a reminder of how he claimed every part of me. I stretched slowly, feeling the pull in my muscles. His cum had dried on my thighs, sticky and real. I smiled to myself, thinking of his growl as he filled me. "Mine," he had said. That word echoed in my head. But the smile faded when I remembered the threats. Evelyn's games. The knife attack, the bad coffee. What next?I got up and showered, hot water soothing my skin. As I dressed, my phone buzzed. Alexander. "Meeting today. Stay inside until my driver picks you up." Bossy as ever. It made my pussy twitch. I wanted to text back something dirty, but I kept it simple. "Okay." His control turned me on, even from afar.The driver came at noon. Black SUV, tinted windows. I slid in the back, heart picking up. We drove through the city, traffic thick. My mind wandered to last night. Him spanking
Last Updated: 2026-02-18
Chapter: Chapter 4
Lush’s POVThe next morning, I packed a small bag with just a few clothes. My hands shook a little as I zipped it up. Alexander's text from last night still glowed in my mind. His jet. I had no idea where we were going, but it didn't matter. I just wanted him. His commands. His cock. I slipped on a light dress, no underwear, like always. My pussy throbbed at the thought of what he'd do to me up in the air.I drove to the private airport. His jet sat on the runway, sleek and white. A driver waited and took my bag. "Mr. Voss is inside," he said. I climbed the steps, heart pounding. Alexander lounged in a leather seat, glass of scotch in hand. He looked up, eyes hungry. "Sit," he ordered, pointing to the seat across from him.I obeyed. The plane door shut, and we taxied down the runway. As we lifted off, he unbuckled and stood. "Come here." He pulled me up and led me to the back. There was a small bedroom with a big bed. "Strip."I peeled off my dress, standing naked. The hum of the engi
Last Updated: 2026-02-18
Chapter: Chapter 3
Lush’s POVDays blurred into a haze of want and secret texts. Alexander had me hooked, and he knew it. His commands came at random times, pulling me from work or sleep. "Hotel. Now. No panties." I'd rush out the door, heart racing, pussy already wet from the thought of him. His arrogance drove me wild. He treated me like his toy, and I loved every second. He knew how to touch me, fuck me, make me beg for more. No one else had ever made me feel this alive. This dirty.One afternoon, his text lit up my phone: "My office. 2 PM. Wear that short skirt." I left my job early, claiming a headache. The drive felt endless. My thighs stuck together from the slickness building between them. I parked in the underground lot and took the private elevator up. His secretary waved me in without a word. She probably knew. But I didn't care.Alexander sat behind his huge desk, on a call. He motioned for me to come closer. I stood in front of him, waiting. He hung up and leaned back, eyes dark. "Lock the
Last Updated: 2026-02-18
Chapter: Chapter 2
Lush’s POVThe next morning, I woke up with my body still buzzing from last night. My pussy felt tender from all the touching I did to myself after Alexander left me hanging in that hallway. I checked my phone right away. No new texts. But I knew one was coming. He had me waiting, and that made the ache worse. I got ready slowly, picking a short red dress that hugged my curves. No bra, no panties, just like he said. My nipples poked through the thin fabric. Every step rubbed my thighs together, reminding me how wet I already was.At noon, I drove to his building downtown. It was one of those tall glass towers that screamed money. The doorman nodded at me like he knew why I was there. "Mr. Voss is expecting you," he said. The elevator ride up felt endless. My heart pounded. What if this was a mistake? He was my stepdad's best friend. Married. But that bossy smirk of his... it pulled me in. I wanted him to take control. To make me his plaything.The doors opened straight into his pentho
Last Updated: 2026-02-18
Chapter: Chapter 1
Lush’s POVI sat at the long dinner table in my stepdad's big house. The party was full of rich people laughing and clinking glasses. But my eyes kept going to him. Alexander Voss. My stepdad's best friend. He was a billionaire who ran huge companies. He had this bossy way about him that made my body react. His jaw was strong, his eyes blue and sharp. He yelled at the waiters to hurry up, and it made me think of him holding me down, telling me what to do.I crossed my legs under the table. My thighs pressed together as I watched him. He leaned back in his chair, talking loud to the group. His voice was deep and firm. I pictured his hands on me, rough and sure. Heat built between my legs. I sipped my wine to hide my face. But he saw me looking. His lips curved into a smirk. It promised things that made my heart race. Dark things. Dirty things.The night went on. People ate fancy food and told stories. My stepdad, Mark, sat next to Alexander. They were old friends from business deals. M
Last Updated: 2026-02-18
Step Daddy’s Naughty Girl

Step Daddy’s Naughty Girl

I never thought I could find myself sucking the dìck of a man I should call father and made him moan out so loud. I found myself going back to have him finger and pound my clit, ripping moans off my throat as day passed by. I found myself moaning to him every single day, taking all his sexual command and fantasies, being daddy’s naughty girl and wishing for nothing other than his 8 inches dick buried deep into my wet clit. I grew up invisible, the illegitimate daughter of a woman who valued status more than motherhood. While she chased elite society, I learned to survive on my own, retreating into art and quiet fantasies of being chosen by someone who would finally see my worth. Everything changes when my mother marries Calder Rhys, a billionaire widower seeking stability, not love. Thrust into a world of wealth and rigid expectations, I moved into the Rhys mansion and met Wells, Calder’s polished and charismatic son. Drawn to him despite knowing he is unavailable, I mistake attention for affection, unaware that my longing is about to pull me into something far more dangerous. A single mistake blurs boundaries that should never be crossed. Caught between a mother who sees me as a liability, an elite society eager to destroy me, and a man whose influence could either protect or ruin me, I must decide who I want to become.
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Chapter: Chapter 20
Greer’s POV Cassey arrived at the hotel room at eight in the morning. Her hotel room key was handed to her, and I helped her settle in. As soon as the door closed, she jumped on the bed and lay on it. She sighed and sat up again. "Tonight is going to be a long night. My stylists are on their way. What about you?" She asked. I groaned. I haven't thought about it. My plans were what I was after. I had forgotten."I don't know. I am exhausted already." I answered. She shook her head, waving her index finger. "You can't say that. You are going to ruin the freaking mood. I won't accept that. I will ask them to bring an extra stylist and nail technician." She answered, typing on her phone instantly. I bite my lips. "What would I do without you?" She smiled, dropping her phone on the bed. "I know, right. That's why you have me. That's why I am your best friend. C'mon, we need to get ready. The bridal party starts in two hours." She announced, getting up. She peeled off her clothes whi
Last Updated: 2026-04-11
Chapter: Chapter 19
Greer’s POV I arrived at the hotel at exactly six in the evening due to traffic. Veda thought I was lying until she called Diego to confirm. She thought I probably went out to drink again, but it was not true. I was so exhausted that I felt very sleepy. I couldn't because I hadn't yet finished carrying out that plan: the ring and the wedding dress. If the ring and dress were fine, they wouldn't hesitate to move to the garden and do the union. The priest wouldn't mind, and I won't let that happen.I don't care if people call me selfish or judge me. I don't care. It has always been about her and not me. She had always been the center of attention, even if she accused me of stealing her spotlight. There were days when she would point fingers at me, accusing me of being selfish. She thought I took away her youth by having me. I wasn't asked to be born. I wasn't at fault here. If she wants to point fingers at anyone, it should be at herself. I didn't take anything away from her. Not like
Last Updated: 2026-04-10
Chapter: Chapter 18
Greer’s POV I moved closer to the windows to check as the convoys drove out of the mansion. They have all left for the hotel, leaving only me behind because I asked them to. This was the first time Veda wouldn't make a drama out of me not obeying her. She rolled her eyes when I told her I had bad cramps and needed some time to cool down. She believed me. They all believed me, just as I wanted them to. Now, I have to carry out my plans exactly as I planned them. The first thing was creating the fake Instagram account, which I knew could never be linked back to me. I started another rumor, and in a few minutes, it blew up. That was the power of the Internet. I spread a lot of lies. I leaked the wedding venue, and a satisfied smile pulled on my lips. The next thing I went for was her wedding dress. I walked out of my room and headed towards her room. Getting to the front of her door, I twisted the knob, half expecting that it would open, but I was wrong. It was locked. I pulled my lo
Last Updated: 2026-04-09
Chapter: Chapter 17
Greer’s POV Bile rose in my throat as I rushed to the restroom and threw up in the sink. I turned on the faucet and rinsed my mouth and face. The feeling of disgust surged through me like a wild fire. What in the disgusting sex sound did I just hear? This was the first time I have ever heard my own mother moan Yuck! That feeling makes me want to puke more. Not just that but the fact that Calder was fucking another woman like this makes me want to barge in there and stop them. But who was I to stop them? They were about to get married. She was my mother. He was going to be my mother's husband. In the next twenty six hours, they will get married and become a couple. For better for worse. But no, it still doesn't sit well with me. Jealousy rippled through the bones and flesh in my body. I have come to realise that even if Calder and I were intimate once, he still belonged to me. Yes, I said what I said. Calder Rhys was mine. The very day I got on my knees for him and sucked his cock.
Last Updated: 2026-04-08
Chapter: Chapter 16
Greer’s POV No, I could not handle myself.I thought I could handle a few glasses of whiskey but I couldn't. My situation became so worse when I couldn't stand on my feet. I had to grip Wells’s car for support. Yes, Wells’s car. Probably when they couldn't reach me, they called Wells to find me. He came to the club and dragged me and Cassey home. Cassey was drunk as hell too. I couldn't even recognise my own stepbrother. Now we are back at the mansion. Honestly, I wasn't ready to talk. I needed to go to my room and sleep but not until I passed through my mother first. She must have a lot to say about my attitude tonight and I don't care. "This way, Greer. You are drunk!" Wells reminded me as he turned me to the right way. To the living room. I had to hold him for support. My driver, Diego, was carrying Cassey in a bridal style with her shoes and bags together. "No, I am not drunk." I answered as the door to the living room opened, revealing my mom, Indira and most importantly, the
Last Updated: 2026-04-07
Chapter: Chapter 15
Greer’s POV I couldn't. I wasn't sure I could. What if she looked at me in a way that would make matters even worse? I can't do this. She would judge me. My stepfather. This was a secret that I would keep for the rest of my life as long as I still live. We disengaged from the hug and I wiped my tears away. She did the same too. She smiled through it. "It has been so long. I missed you." She said and we both held our hands on the table. "I know right. You have grown even taller." I acknowledged and she blushed. An inch taller than me. "So how have you been?" She asked and I lowered my face. I don't want her to discover my secret. Did I also mention that Cassey could read reactions and expressions. She knew when I kept something from her. She knew when someone lied to her. I hurriedly lifted my head and gestured to the waiter. "Waiter?""Can we have a glass of mocktail?" I asked and the waiter wrote it down.Cassey also added two glasses of cocktail. Then she looked at me. "Are y
Last Updated: 2026-04-06
The Alpha's Mute Mate

The Alpha's Mute Mate

Selene Whitmore has known only pain. Half-blind, mute, and scarred from years of torment, she has spent her life as a captive, treated as nothing more than a possession by the ruthless rogue, Sebastian Kane. She stopped screaming long ago. She stopped fighting. She stopped hoping. Until the night Alpha Killian Blackwood slaughters her captors and finds her trembling in the dirt—his fated mate. Killian is a warrior, feared and respected, but nothing prepares him for the fragile girl who flinches at his touch. He swears to protect her, to give her the freedom she’s never known. But his pack whispers—how can a broken, silent human be the mate of a powerful Alpha? Selene tries to disappear into the shadows, but fate won’t let her. Neither will Killian. Because Sebastian isn’t done with her yet. When warnings turn into attacks and the past refuses to die, Selene must make a choice—remain the powerless girl she was or become something no one ever expected. Can Killian convince her to trust him before it’s too late? Or will Sebastian drag her back into the darkness she barely escaped?
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Chapter: Epilogue
Two Years LaterThe morning sun filters through the windows of what was once just a packhouse but has become something far more precious – a sanctuary. I stand at the podium in our newly constructed community hall, looking out at faces that have become family, and feel the familiar flutter of nerves that comes before speaking publicly. Even after two years of reclaiming my voice, addressing the pack still requires courage, but it's a different kind of courage now – not the desperate bravery of survival, but the quiet strength of choice."Sisters and brothers," I begin, my voice carrying clearly through the hall without amplification. The words flow easier now, though I still choose each one with intention, still pause to let silence speak when it serves better than sound. "Today marks the second anniversary of the Sanctuary Project, and I want to share what we've accomplished together."In the front row, Chloe beams at me with pride that still brings tears to my eyes. She no longer
Last Updated: 2025-06-30
Chapter: Chapter 183
Freedom, I discover, is not a destination but a daily battle fought in the quiet moments between heartbeats. Three months have passed since Sebastian's blood stained the sacred stones, three months since I severed the chains that bound me to a nightmare, yet I still wake most nights with his phantom voice echoing in my ears.The physical scars have healed, but the deeper wounds – the ones carved into my soul by years of systematic destruction – those take longer to mend.This morning, like so many others, I jolt awake from dreams where his hands are around my throat, where his voice strips away every piece of strength I've built.My heart pounds against my ribs like a caged bird desperate for escape, and cold sweat beads across my skin despite the warmth of our shared bed. Killian doesn't wake – he's learned to sleep lightly, to sense when I need space versus when I need anchoring, and somehow he always knows which this moment requires. I slip from beneath the covers and pad silent
Last Updated: 2025-06-29
Chapter: Chapter 182
The sacred ground falls into profound silence as Sebastian's blood seeps into the ancient stones, his severed head a grim testament to the finality of justice.The silver fire that surrounded me during the battle has faded to a gentle glow beneath my white fur, but the power still thrums through my veins like liquid starlight.I stand over his motionless corpse, waiting for some sense of closure, some feeling of triumph, but all I find is a hollow emptiness where years of fear and rage once lived. The monster who haunted my nightmares is dead by my own claws, yet I feel strangely numb. Perhaps this is what true freedom feels like – not the explosive joy I expected, but a quiet settling of something that had been twisted and wrong for far too long. Around me, wolves from both packs remain frozen in stunned silence, their eyes wide with awe and terror at what they've witnessed. Some stare at Sebastian's remains with disgust, finally seeing the corruption that had festered within thei
Last Updated: 2025-06-29
Chapter: Chapter 181
The moon reaches its zenith as the sacred circle blazes with ancient power, silver light streaming down from above to illuminate the battlefield where my past and future will collide. Sebastian circles me with predatory grace, his massive dark wolf form radiating malevolent confidence as he prepares to reclaim what he believes is his. But I am no longer the terrified girl who fled his territory two years ago. My White Wolf form moves like liquid moonlight, every muscle coiled with power that has been forged through pain, tempered by love, and honed by determination.The watching packs hold their breath as we begin our deadly dance. Sebastian strikes first, his jaws snapping toward my throat with vicious intent, but I flow away from his attack like water, my movements silent and sure. "Still running, little mute?" he snarls, his voice carrying a supernatural weight that makes the very air vibrate. "Some things never change."His words are meant to wound, to drag me back to that da
Last Updated: 2025-06-29
Chapter: Chapter 180
The morning air carries the scent of approaching wolves, and every instinct in my body screams danger. I stand at the edge of Blackwood territory, watching the tree line where shadows move with predatory grace.The Bloodfang Pack approaches our border, and the tension is so thick I can taste copper on my tongue. Killian stands beside me, his jaw clenched tight, muscles coiled like a spring ready to snap. The other Blackwood wolves form a protective semicircle behind us, their growls low and threatening.But something feels wrong.The approaching pack moves with too much confidence, too much purpose. This isn't just a territorial dispute or a formal challenge – this is something deeper, something personal. My hands tremble slightly as I sign to Chloe, my maiden who translates my words to the gathered wolves: "Stay alert. Something doesn't feel right about this." The wind shifts, carrying unfamiliar scents mixed with something that makes my stomach lurch with recognition. My wolf
Last Updated: 2025-06-28
Chapter: Chapter 179
The council chamber felt suffocating despite its vast dimensions, the weight of impending doom pressing down on everyone gathered within its stone walls.I sat at the head of the ancient oak table, my fingers tracing the worn grooves carved by generations of Alphas before Killian, while the flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows across the faces of our most trusted advisors. Elder Magnus's weathered hands trembled as he spread the intelligence reports before us, his usual composed demeanor cracking under the gravity of what we'd discovered. The silence stretched taut as a bowstring until Killian's deep voice cut through it like a blade, confirming what we all feared—somewhere beyond our borders, a pack led by an Alpha whose very name was whispered in terror had set their sights on me.Not on our territory, not on our resources, but specifically on me, the White Wolf whose power they believed could elevate them to unprecedented dominance over all werewolf kinds.My throat constr
Last Updated: 2025-06-28
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