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Chapter 13

Penulis: Bee Brown
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-02-18 05:56:37

ELVIS POV

As I stepped out of the room, I stole one last glance at the lady lying there, her breaths slow and even. I didn’t know her name, her number, or even if she went to my school.” Yet, somehow, I had revealed things about myself I never should have.

The realization hit me like a ton of brick as I drove home, my head still pounding from the hangover, each turn of the wheel forcing the truth deeper into my mind.

A small part of me felt relieved she was still asleep, I didn’t want her to get a good look at me. Truth be told, I couldn’t even remember her face. The haze of liquor, the dim lighting and the way the night had blurred together were all a mess in my head. I told myself it was mutual with her but that wasn’t what worried me the most. It was the flood of missed calls I woke up to.

None of the men assigned to watch me had been at the party. Not even Pavel. That alone sent alarm bells ringing in my head. He wouldn’t have let me stay out all night.

Pavel was many things, a
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