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A Long Rest

Author: Author_Smegsy
last update publish date: 2026-09-23 23:52:58

Daniel let out a low, velvety laugh, taking a slow sip of his drink before setting the glass down on the side table.

"Long enough to know you were completely out cold, Feisty," he murmured, his dark gaze trailing down the length of my body before locking back onto my eyes. He uncrossed his legs and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as a crooked, wicked grin spread across his face. "Boss wanted to wake you for dinner, but I told him if he disturbed your sleep, you'd probably stab h
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