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A Kiss Meant for Ruin
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2025-09-25 18:40:38
Osarumwense Osakue 🔥 Fernando is left stunned, speechless, and burning with confusion after Dominique’s shocking kiss and confession. What will he do now? Destroy Dominique for daring, or confront the feelings that confession has stirred? 👉 Stay tuned for the next chapter.
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