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48. Work Drama

Author: Marugy
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-25 22:58:56

Marissa POV

The rest of the weekend was a complete dream. I was literally pampered through the whole weekend, treated like some kind of royalty in this massive penthouse.

Alina showed up again the very next morning, practically bursting through the front door because she said she already missed me. When Xavier wanted to join...Alina practically kicked him out and said that it was girl's bonding time.

We spent the entire afternoon in the kitchen baking together, which quickly turned into a compl
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