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Swaying Wild

"Or do you want me to wear clothes that..." the blonde woman's words stopped when Atma walked past her and moved towards the exit of the boutique.

"Atma, darling!" screamed the woman wearing high heels, attracting the attention of visitors around the boutique.

As if deaf, Atma continued to walk straight, ignoring every scream that came from those rosy lips. Atma cursed the bad luck in his life; he should have just refused when his father ordered him to take care of the new branch of his family's company.

"Honey!" shouted the woman in menor makeup as she used one hand to block the man's arm.

Atma jerked his fingers roughly. His gaze was straight and cold; recently, he was reluctant to come into contact with women. So far, he had always allowed his body to be touched by wild women, but for some reason, Atma was reluctant.

"Why did you come out?"

“Do I need to answer?” Atma replied coldly.

“Wow, four words, a slight imp

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