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CHAPTER TWENTY THREE- Katya

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Josephine

My lips were still tingling from the aftermath of that brushing kiss that lit a wildfire in me. Sasha had kissed me with a hunger that stole my breath, a passion that made my knees tremble.

And I kissed him back.....

That was the part I couldn’t stop replaying in my head, how fast I recovered from the shock and kissed him back.

I gave in, craving to feel his touch.

A shiver ghosted down my spine as the memory of his burning grey eyes pierced through me. I didn’t wait for
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Katya has been officially introduced!!🎉🥰 Please like and interact by leaving comments, those things really motivate me as a writer. Thank you for reading💕

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Please let Jo wise up quickly. I hate that she can’t ne safe and in love with Sasha. The danger from the French is enough right now.
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