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Lust At First Sight: Twelve

Author: Heppie Leo🦋✨
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-29 23:45:55

Chapter Twelve

Maryanne:

From that day on, I became good friends with Gabby. Just friends. He gave me accommodation while I tried helping him stop his addiction. Slowly, he stopped drinking and smoking but I still let him do it once in a while. I just had to. I knew it wasn't an easy journey so he needed it sometimes until he wouldn't need it anymore.

After some months, I got a job and insisted we move to a new apartment where his friend, Isaac would never be able to locate us.

But was that my main plan? No. I didn't care about Isaac. My main plan was to move near the part of the city where Gary and my Sister lived and get my revenge as soon as possible. Not so soon but at least, after some years, just after they forget I exist. After they assume they're living their little happily ever after, I would strike like a thief in the middle of the night.

Gabby didn't know anything about my past. I just lied to him and mentioned I was a stripper at a strip club and I was drugged and taken t
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