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Chapter 37

Aвтор: Maya Adams
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Blake POV

I sat on the couch in my penthouse, remote in my hand, TV playing but I wasn’t watching. The sound just filled the silence. It was late, and the city lights outside the glass walls blinked like stars on the ground. I could hear Jessica’s laugh from the bedroom. She was on the phone again. Probably chatting with one of her many friends.

She had moved in a few days ago. Just brought her bags and claimed space like she was invited. I was going to reprimand and chase her out of my house but I let it slide. I was lonely and could do with her company for the meantime. She acted like she owned everything now. My place. My time. My peace.

"Babe!" she called from the room. "Where’s that body lotion you got from Italy? The one that smells like oranges!"

I kept looking at the TV, eyes fixed without bothering to answer her. But my mind is far away.

Jessica walked out a few minutes later wearing my robe. My favorite one. The one I'd love Jasmine to steal and wrap herself in. Jessica did
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