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BEST DATE? DAY? EVER

Penulis: Playtime Mistress
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-05 00:14:39
“I didn’t realize how see through your shirt was.” he murmurs, hands slowing, making me moan at the loss of his touch.

“Lights make all the difference.” I explain impatiently, ready to go back to the way his hands slide against me, the feel of him behind me.

Asher makes a sound at the back of his throat, and I nearly beg him to touch me again, but he takes my hand and walks to the bar, asking for another drink.

“I’m thirsty.”

When his drink comes out, he throws everything back.

I watch him in
Playtime Mistress

Hey guys. It's been a bit since my last yap session. The temporary husband is completed, for real this time, you can check it out if you haven't, I'll be grateful. Reviews and gems mean a whole lot to an author, your support is everything, please show your love and support to me with your comments, gems and reviews. Also, I teased a new book in The temporary husband's last chapter. I'm excited to show you guys. No official release date yet, but it's coming. Till then, keep supporting Asher and his spoilt brat boss, thank you.

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