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CHAPTER EIGHT

Penulis: Rena_bliss
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-11 16:17:01

LEONARDO

“Leave us,” I ordered Mirabel, the cook. With a little ‘Yes sir,’ she stepped out, closing the door quietly behind her.

The little vixen stood there, eyes darting to my bare chest, pretending she wasn’t looking.

“Enjoying the view?” I caught the flicker of embarrassment in her eyes and the red tint of her cheeks as she shifted her gaze, slightly turning her face and body away from me.

Most women would’ve dropped to their knees by now, begging for my attention. But her? She couldn’t even hold my gaze.

“You…you should put a shirt on,” she looked away quickly.

“No.” I took a few slow steps toward the water table, then turned back to glance at her. “ You barged in here, I take it that you're dying to see me shirtless?”

“That's not…that's not true…” she muttered, her eyes still not meeting mine. “You're mistaken,” her words weren't confident.

“Oh is that so?” I smirked. She was amusing. Her reaction, the way she stood facing away from me, those clothes that fit every
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