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ANOR red room

Author: Eniwealth
last update publish date: 2026-07-26 06:33:29

ELEANOR POV

​"You're injured?" ​It is a stupid question, considering he obviously is. ​I slide down his towering body, my bare feet hitting the floor as I take him in properly. His sharp jawline, his thick brows, his bruised lips, his white dress shirt—every single part of him that always looks so refined, untouched, and utterly imposing now looks like he just fought a tiger and won. ​He blinks, his dark eyes scanning the altered perimeter of my space.

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