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47-Never be caught in the act

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last update 게시일: 2026-02-26 18:34:58

[ SOFIA’S POV ]

I walked back into the gala, the taste of Luke still faint on my tongue. I smoothed my hair, a satisfied hum vibrating in my throat. I couldn't stop thinking about the way Luke had groaned, his head hitting the wall as he came.

I will definitely get to know what he would feel like inside of me. I don’t eat from my father’s plate. Well fuck that. But Luke can wait for now, I had a sister to bury.

But the second I reached our table, my smile died.

Salvatore was leaning over Iris,
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