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Chapter 75: The Dinner Test

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The next few days felt like we were slowly stitching our relationship back together, one careful thread at a time. Damien was still guarded, but the walls were lowering, inch by inch. I could see it in the way he kissed me goodbye in the mornings, longer and softer than before, and in the way he pulled me into his lap on the couch at night just to hold me. I wanted to keep that momentum going.

So when he suggested we go out for dinner on Friday night, just the two of us, somewhere nice, I jumpe
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  • Fucked Raw By My School's Billionaire Owner    Chapter 103: Confrontation

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  • Fucked Raw By My School's Billionaire Owner    Chapter 102: Lila’s New Plan

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  • Fucked Raw By My School's Billionaire Owner    Chapter 101: Slow Steps

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    I had barely slept, tossing and turning on the lumpy couch while replaying the fight with Damien on loop. The way his face had twisted when he saw Alex’s hand on my wrist. The coldness in his voice when he accused me of hiding things. Every memory stung like salt in an open wound.Sofia was already up, humming off-key in the kitchen while making coffee. The smell of burnt toast and her signature strong brew pulled me off the couch. I shuffled in, still wearing the oversized t-shirt she’d lent me, my hair a mess and my eyes puffy.“Morning, runaway bride,” she said cheerfully, sliding a mug toward me. “Or should I say, almost-bride-who-said-no-on-a-rooftop? Either way, you look like hell.”I managed a weak laugh. “Thanks. Exactly what I needed to hear.”She grinned, but her eyes were soft with concern. “Eat something. Then we dig. My tech friend got back to me at 3 a.m. apparently he lives on Red Bull and spite. He found something.”My heart jumped. I took a sip of coffee, burning my t

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    The drive back from campus was quiet, too quiet. Damien's hand rested on my thigh the whole way. I kept my legs pressed together, trying to ignore the lingering ache between them, the faint wetness that hadn't quite dried. Every bump in the road made me clench, and I hated how my body reacted like

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