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63. PUNISHMENT

Author: Lia's Ink
last update publish date: 2026-09-20 21:27:24

🌸VIOLET 🌸

I followed him.

I wasn't sure what irritated me more, the fact that he'd ordered me to follow him without a single word of explanation, or the fact that my own feet had actually obeyed the second the words left his mouth.

Xavier walked ahead of me in silence, his shoulders straight, his steps measured, not one wasted motion anywhere in the way he carried himself across the gravel. Cold. Completely, infuriatingly cold, nothing in his posture giving away a single thing happening behin
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