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The Muzzle Between Us

Penulis: Tamara Love
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-13 14:32:02

CHAPTER THIRTY

LAUREN’S POV

The car ride to Julian’s headquarters felt like a trap closing in slow motion. I sat in the passenger seat of his black SUV, fingers twisting the hem of the black pencil skirt Nancy had laid out for me this morning. Julian hadn’t said much since breakfast, just that one filthy promise about the couch in his office. But his hand kept brushing my thigh every time he shifted gears, like he couldn’t stop touching me even when he was pissed about whatever he thought I was
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