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CHAPTER 33

Penulis: Nancy Grey
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-12-09 02:57:25

Anya’s POV

I jumped, a wave of panic running through me. It was Orion. “Have you picked up my clothes?” His voice was calm, but I could sense the edge beneath it, the kind that made me obey instantly.

“Yes, sir,” I replied quickly, my voice trembling. “I’ve delivered them to your house and… I’m about to leave now.”

“Good,” he said, flat and cold. That was all. No further questions, no probing, no acknowledgment of what I’d just done, or that I’d even been in his room.

I quickly stepped back fro
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