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Chapter 49 : The Cold Shower

Author: Déesse
last update publish date: 2026-03-12 20:00:00

Diane

The door to Liam's room closes behind me with a dull, final click. The manor's hallway is silent, almost sacred after the inner turmoil that continues to resonate within me. My steps are heavy, hesitant, as if the ground could give way beneath my feet at any moment. My clothes cling to my still-trembling skin, and the smell of him—that mix of harsh soap, sweat, and something wild, exclusive—clings to me like a second skin, a burning secret.

I climb the stairs t

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