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016: drunken temptation

Author: M&Cee
last update publish date: 2026-02-17 23:11:03

Dom

I parked the SUV in the gravel driveway of the estate. The house looked like a giant, dark tomb. It was silent, except for the low hum of the engine and the sound of my own pulse thumping in my ears.

I looked over at the passenger seat.

Diane was slumped against the window. Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was heavy. She looked fragile, but I knew better. She was a hurricane in an expensive dress.

"Luna," I said, my voice rough. "We're home. Get up."

No answer. She didn't even twitch
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