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Author: Caroluchy
last update publish date: 2026-07-16 22:18:50

Tarzan clicked the unlock button on his car, slid into the driver's seat, and slammed the door shut.

The engine roared to life as he pulled away, beginning the drive home.

One hand rested loosely on the steering wheel while the other propped up his head, his elbow planted on the driver's-side armrest.

His cheek leaned against his fist, half-lidded eyes fixed lazily on the road ahead.

He looked more bored than bothered, as though the argument he'd just walked away from hadn't affected him in the
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Diana
I’m loving this new job and the positive changes in Tarzan’s actions. Communication is key for them to rebuild what was broken, thanks to Andres toxic influence. Impatiently waiting for next update alert.
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Leeskittle
Tarzan! You are there! Now you and Lena need to have a big talk. She needs to finally tell him everything!!! There is going to be a continuous misunderstandings if they don’t hash this out. And ewww Andres….. why would she bother with him if that douche bag was in the picture. Hard convos are needed
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Oluwakemi Alimat Finni
I am having anxiety waiting for new updates ... gosh its so brilliantly captivating
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