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I’m Not a Little Girl Anymore

Autor: Queen Writes.
last update Data de publicação: 2026-05-10 07:41:38

Isabella Monroe:

“He wasn’t looking at me like a man looks at his girlfriend’s daughter… and that terrified me more than anything.”

My apartment building came into view a few minutes later. At first, I figured he’d leave the second we got there.

Instead, heavy footsteps followed me all the way to the elevator.

“Are you sure about this?”

The doors slid open, and we stepped inside together. Barely any space remained between my back and his chest.

“Sure about what?”

A quick glance lifted toward th
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