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Chapter 29 | The Confession

Author: Crimsontaless
last update publish date: 2026-04-18 00:52:34

MAYA

I couldn’t believe what I had just done.

My palm still stung from the force of the slap. The sharp crack of skin meeting skin echoed in my ears like a gunshot. Tristan’s head had snapped to the side, and for one terrifying second the car was completely silent except for my ragged sobs.

I had slapped him.

Tristan Desmond, the man who owned half the city, the ruthless Devil everyone feared, the one who had made me cum until I cried and begged- and I had raised my hand and struck him across t
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