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#26 The Slap

작가: Rhiannan Marie
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-09-07 11:01:58

Eilidh POV

Another camera guy called out, “So it’s true? You’re in a throuple?” Cat cackled and slid her sunglasses down. “First of all, let’s call it what it is....iconic. Second of all, y’all wish you were this lucky.”

I turned to the same reporter, flipping my hair over my shoulder. “Aye, it’s true. And I’m nae sorry. I’m happy. I’m free. And fer the first time in my life, I’m doin’ what I want. So write that down.” The mic shook slightly as the woman asked, “What would you say to your ex-husband about all this?”

Keiran’s arm tightened around my waist. I smiled sweetly, venom dripping off every word. “He can kiss my rich, Scottish, thoroughly fucked arse.”

Cat clapped. Callum grinned wide. Keiran practically purred. Final question, shouted from the back, “Any wedding bells in the future?” Keiran winked. “Let us finish lunch first, aye?” And with that, the twins pushed through the cameras like a pair of dark princes, shielding me as we made our way toward the car.

Cat tossed a wave
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