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Chapter 128 : The Shadows of Pleasure
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2026-04-13 20:28:00AURÉLIE
The hot water streams over us, a burning veil that erases the traces of the night without washing away the filth inside me. Lorenzo holds me against him, his large, possessive hands sliding over my soaped skin. His fingers, gentle now, explore with a tenderness that repulses me as much as it traps me. He murmurs Italian words against my ear.
— Bellissima... perfetta... mia per sempre.
I close my eyes, feign surrender, and let my body res
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