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CHAPTER 45

Autor: Lizbeth Rose
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KIMANI

I was actually quite eager to meet Alaric’s friends — don’t blame me. The man didn’t look like someone who had friends. He was the type to walk into a room, command it effortlessly, and walk out without anyone daring to breathe too loudly until he was gone. So, the thought of him having actual friends — people who joked with him, maybe even teased him — had my curiosity buzzing.

“You’re looking way too excited,” Alaric said dryly as he adjusted the buttons of his shirt. His tone was neutral, but that familiar teasing glint danced in his eyes as he looked at me.

“Of course I am!” I shot back, tugging at my blouse as I walked toward him. “You don’t look like someone who has friends. Only business associates who probably get panic attacks just thinking about joking around you.”

That earned me a faint twitch at the corner of his lips — the kind of smile he tried so hard to hide but always failed to.

“Careful, wife,” he murmured, turning to face me fully. “You’re forgett
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    KIMANI When I woke up that morning, I felt so tired. I glared at the culprit and the person that caused that predicament. And he had the audacity to try and smile at me. "I'm not allowing you near me for the next one month." I told him. He looked at me with hooded eyes. "You and I know that would not be possible." he said. "I might actually try it." I replied, sitting up. Alaric stared at me, his eyes darkened. I looked down to see that the shirt I was wearing was exposing my chest and the hickeys he had scattered around them. "Look away, perv." I said adjusting the shirt. "Perv? I'm not a perv, I'm just staring at my beautiful wife and her amazing body that has some equally beautiful art. Courtesy of me." he replied. I rolled my eyes and stood up from the bed, legs staggering like a new born fawn. Alaric looked at me with a smug look on his face. "Wipe that off." I scowled. He came closer and carried me. "Come on. A hot saltwater filled bathtub is waiting for you to com

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