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Dutiful Daughter

Author: Erotictales
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-01 10:34:27

I spent the entire night researching Tatiana on the internet. From all the pictures and articles I saw of her, she was formerly a model and she was Milo's ex-wife. I would have never guessed that she was Ivan's mother.

I thought she was in her mid-thirties but she was actually the same age as Milo. They were both in their early forties. In my opinion, she could pass for a woman that was younger.

The good genes ran in both Milo and Tatiana.

I saw photos of them on the internet and they looked so good together. They were both very attractive and closer in age than Milo and I would ever be. Tatiana was a former supermodel and she was exactly like how Irina had explained Milo liked his women.

She was truly gorgeous. If I was Milo and I lost her, I would do everything possible to try and replace her as well. The only difference was that I looked nothing like Tatiana.

I was short,
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  • Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father    Her Death

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  • Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father    I don't Know What To Do

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  • Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father    I am dead

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  • Affair With My my Ex's Billionaire Father    She's Back

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