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An Objection To Rules.

Author: Xee write
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-18 19:18:57

Chapter 178.

Drystan walked into the bar, shirtless. He reached for a bottle and poured himself a soft wine, then made his way through the living room. He stepped out onto the terrace—a wide, open space with soft lighting, a long table, and a pool in the middle, complete with a quiet water fountain.

His eyes landed on the table—set beautifully, just as he had asked. Every dish is arranged, every glass in place. He had ordered it earlier, hoping to spend a quiet evening with Rosealba when they got home.

But she had been tired.

She had given him her body and all her energy today. He couldn’t ask for more. Not tonight.

He took another slow sip of wine, the glass sitting gently in his hand. Then he reached into the pocket of his trousers, pulled out his phone, and dialed Hazel.

“Come to the terrace,” he said, voice calm. No greeting. No explanation.

A few moments later, Hazel stepped outside. Her eyes darted around the space, landing on the table he stood near.

Drystan didn’t turn to look
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