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27. Classic Choice

작가: Marugy
last update 게시일: 2026-05-21 06:06:29

Xavier POV

Marissa froze. Her eyes widened slightly, and a gorgeous, heavy flush immediately crept up her neck, coloring her cheeks a brilliant shade of crimson. She quickly looked down, smoothing out the fabric of her emerald dress to hide her shaking fingers.

Did she suspect? I wondered, a thrill of danger racing through my veins. Did she connect the dots to the office this morning?

"It's a classic choice," she managed to say, her voice smooth as glass, completely recovering her outer poise.
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