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CHAPTER 025: SOTTO VOCCE

Penulis: Cookie writes
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-01 01:46:08

NOAH’S POV

Stupid Noah, so fucking stupid.

I didn’t understand why I’d agreed to go at all.

The words just left my mouth before I’d actually thought it through—that same old, well worn groove in my brain that still lit up the second Luca’s voice cracked with need.

I’d thought last night might have finally worn it out.

Now I realized it would take more than one night

with Kade to forget his brother even existed.

What I understood even less was Kade offering to drive me there himself.

I’d e
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