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ALL-DAY KIND OF TROUBLE

Auteur: Aikohi
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-26 17:49:14

AURORA'S POV

Nico left early that morning for some business upstate he didn’t explain. Just kissed my forehead, told me he’d be back late, and gave Matteo a look that said watch her without saying the words.

The door clicked shut and suddenly the penthouse felt bigger, quieter. Just me and Matteo for an entire day.

It was the longest we’d ever been alone together.

We started in the kitchen. I was making coffee when he walked in shirtless, gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips, that scar o
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