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9 — SILVAN ROURKE.

Author: Blaq
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-04 23:38:58

SILVAN

I should have left Femme Fatale an hour ago, but I woke up this morning to Astrid wrapped around me like a glove, her head on my chest and her warm, steady breaths brushing softly against my ears.

Something shifted inside me. I could not move. I didn’t want to.

Last night was… I do not believe any word in the English Language have been invented to describe the otherworldly experience.

I always thought Astrid was a shy, timid kitten, but her brazenness and boldness shocked me more than I can say.

The plan was to have her for one night, fuck her out of my system and move on with my life, but her addictive lilac scent is still stuck to my skin, and I’m slowly starting to realize that what I feel for my step-sister isn’t just lust.

It’s something deeper. Something more dangerous.

I stifle a groan and shut my eyes as I remember the feeling of fierce protectiveness that surged in my heart when I watched her sleep this morning.

The Montessori family treated her poorly for years. I di
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