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CHAPTER 15: BORED AND LONELY

作者: Roseheart
last update publish date: 2026-05-25 01:03:27

HARLOW'S POV

I should not have sent the picture.

But I was bored. And lonely. And Kael had been gone for hours, trapped in meetings with my father and the other executives. The penthouse felt empty without him. Too big. Too quiet.

So I stripped off his shirt that I had been wearing. I posed in front of the bedroom mirror. One hand over my breast. The other holding my phone. I took the picture and looked at it. My curves spilling over my arm. My fair skin glowing in the afternoon light. The col
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