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Now Punch Me

Author: Theemage
last update publish date: 2026-05-19 02:05:46

Gabriel's POV

"Why is your ex still calling you?" Derek asked.

The laughter died from Erica and Mike instantly. The whole room went dead silent, the atmosphere completely evaporating into nothing. I sat there, totally shocked, my mind scrambling as I quickly declined the call.

But before I could even slide my phone back into my pocket, Derek stood up from his seat. He walked over to me, his massive frame completely blocking out the light, and snatched my phone forcefully right out of my
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